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Xinder Ouquid

"I am going to have to get used to fearing death."

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a character in “The Rend”, as played by unseenshadow2

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Full Name:
Xinder Ouquid

Nicknames/Aliases:
X, Xin, Quid, Scar, TankFace, Four-Eyes

Age:
Mind: 2053 Years
Body: 6 Months Since Release from the Tube

Gender:
Male

Species:
Original: Human
Current: Alphadine Warflesh Model 3-R

Original Canon:

In the distant future of 5051 man has found out how to transcend a single body. While any particular mind can only handle one body at a time, the bodies can be set up in such a way that when the user dies they go to said body. This was in combination with the discovery of matter printers. Humans now hold the power to create anything they want as long as the have enough matter.

Even with this new found ability to have anything they wanted, man still found reasons to wage war. The corporations that once provided basic goods died with weapons manufactures and other tech companies taking rise with proprietary tech that simply couldn't be produced when you didn't know the plans to make it form. This and raw space soon became man's items of value.

Seeking to expand their influence, the governments formed to server the Corporations' will fought for nearly every livable planet they could, and even some that weren't. However, land wasn't the only thing that these governments would fight for. Technology brought in a new age of espionage and warfare as armies would clash over new firing systems, vehicle engines, spaceship tech, or armor systems.

The most recent battle was over the planet PI-5513. The war being waged was between the local government, Alphadine Systems Inc., and Mad Catz, with millions of soldiers being sent in to destroy the others every day. As of the last known state of PI-5513, it was at a point where Alphadine was pushing the Mad Catz outpost border.

Description:

Xin's armor matches the picture above, excepting that it also bears the Alphadine logo on the chest. Without his armor, Xin is a pale white humaniod figure with two silver eyes, a crumpled nose, ear-slots, a mouth, and no hair. His body's build is like that of larger athlete, standing in at 6 and a half feet tall that is covered in pure muscle. The skin of this body is also in near perfect condition not yet having had time to develop scars and shows no signs of aging beyond 20 years of age.

Personality:

2000 years of killing and dying has not done well for Xin's psyche. While most people would feel guilt for everything done over these 2000 years, Xin couldn't care less. His cold exterior reflects his views of what people truly are. To Xin, it is only the mind that is important and the rest of a person is an expendable tool worthy only to fulfill a purpose and die. Even when someone is bound to only a single body, Xin has no qualms about killing them if it furthers his goals.

His coldness is further increased by his seeming inability to get angry, which leads to his constant methodicalness. That isn't to say that Xin can't be brought to rage, but unless you know his triggers it can seem like an impossible feat. The triggers include: Certain battles that just piss Xin off, his father's drunk ass, 3 specific COs that Xin has killed multiple times each, and the fact that his current body lacks procreative organs.

When he is angered, Xin can take days to simmer down if he doesn't take his anger out on something living. During this time he will gladly strangle anyone who doesn't agree with him and/or just shoot what is pissing him off. Angry Xin also enjoys napalm and the joys that come from dumping it over populated areas.

Skills/Powers:

  • Alphadine Warflesh Model 3-R - The Warflesh series of shells was designed to do one thing, wage war. Made with no other intents than to kill and survive the Model 3 is the most used model in production and offers exceptional strength and endurance as well as a strong immune system and poison resistance. The Version R is the recon version and offers a maintainable run at 11 miles per hour and can sprint at 25 miles per hour for 2 minutes straight while carrying a 200 pound load. The recon model can also operate on half the food and air of a normal human and has a second heart.
  • Alphadine Bolt Rifle AR-53R - The recon version of the standard Bolt Rifle AR-53, the 53R is capable of alternating between physical and plasma bolts and maintaining a fully-automatic fire rate of 150 rounds per minute. The rifle operates off of an internal Raw Mass supply that is good for 500 rounds and takes 12 seconds to refuel from the suits internal supply. The weapon aims with a Smart Sights system that can reform between iron sight, 2x-4x holographic sight, and a 6x-12x scope.
  • Alphadine Side Slugger Pistol P-12 - About the size of a M-1911, the P-12 offers the ability to be quickly drawn and fired. Operating at up to 300 rounds per minute of sustained fire, the P-12 only holds 100 rounds of fire and takes 6 seconds to refill the internal Raw Mass supply. It only fires solid slugs and has a range of 200 yards.
  • CZek Corporation Plasma Knife Model 7 - The Model 7 plasma knife, when inactivate, is little more than a hilt with Raw Mass in it. Once activated, a blade of thermal plasma forms, from 6 inches to 4 feet at the users discretion, and can remain active for an hour before needing a 4 second recharge of Raw Matter.
  • Hand-Forged Combat Knife - Made because of the idea that "You should always have a knife that doesn't run out of ammo," this combat knife is formed of a light-weight, but durable, titanium alloy and is sharp enough to slice a single hair. It is a 8 inch blade.
  • Alphadine Recon Armor 8 - The RA-8 armor system is made up of basic ballistic fiber surrounding a non-physical barriers system. It also offers a Raw Matter storage of up to 100 pounds and the ability to reconstruct air. It offers protection against thermal energy below 3000 degrees, lack of and hostile atmospheres, physical strikes, and allows the suit to be submerged up to 300 feet deep. Holding off thermal energy exceeding 150 degrees Ferlinghetti or physical strikes faster than a punch burns away at the internal fuel supply.
  • 4-Eyes' Helmet - His most well known namesake, Xin made this helmet himself. It offers basic ballistic protection when the barriers run out of power, is sealed and connects to his armor's air supply, allows for the use of thermal, low-light, and normal vision, and includes a basic motion tracker that detects any motion within 30 feet provided that no physical objects between the helmet and object in question. It also has a full comms suit with a broadcast range of 500 miles.
  • Mobile Matter Printer - A mobile matter print that expands to a 4 foot cube, it is capable of constructing (give the proper blueprints) or deconstructing (directly into pure mass) any object of lesser size . The printer can't record new blueprints. It can process 30 pounds of matter every minute. It can recharge any item with Raw Mass. When in storage mode it becomes a 3 inch cube.
  • 2000 Year Soldier - Xin has been fighting since the day he was born. Space-ship fuel. Organic medicines. Technology. Living space. Xin has fought for it all in his lifetime. He is more than capable with his knife and pistol, but his rifle is his main area of focus.
  • 1000 Year Engineer - Having learned engineering after having enough of others not being able to upkeep his equipment, Xin is now more than capable of rebuilding and repairing any piece of equipment that he brings to the field. He is also familiar with working on vehicles and computers.

Weaknesses:

  • Maintenance Cycles - As amazing as Xin's technology is, it is not infallible. When just operating normally it requires at least an hour a day of maintenance. While this can be skipped for a few days, when it is the tech will become increasingly unreliable until it breaks. Xin has to be out of his armor while maintaining everything.
  • Hungry Machines - While all of his equipment runs off of Raw Mass and he is able to produce mass, when the mass runs out only two items operate fully. His hand-forged knife and the matter printer.
  • Trans Tech Recklessness - Xin is used to being able to die without any serious repercussions. This leads him to occasionally try tactics and fights that he knows will kill him, as he forgets that he only has one body here occasionally.
  • Poor Survivalist - When unable to operate his matter printer, Xin is unfamiliar with gathering food, water, and medicine.
  • Fight Lightning With Lightning - While the armor's barriers can last a good while, electricity drains the shields faster than other types of damage and can increase the speed at which they decay.

Brief History:

P-2022 was a fairly quiet place, being the homeworld of Alphadine. This is where Xin was born the child of an executive with a drinking problem and an assembler with no respect for herself. Neither of them was expecting the ball of will and stubbornness of Xin, which was strong enough that he was six he refused to leg go of a toy despite his father beating him for nearly 3 hours straight. His family life was about as much fun as walking through a rose bush and his hate of his parents quickly showed of it.

When he grew to be 16, Xin quickly signed up to join the Alphadine military. On his first day they gave him a body that precursored the Warflesh series and a pistol to practice with. Seeing the opportunity, Xin returned home and shot both of his parents before killing both of their backups as well. After he was done at his house, Xin went to the bar with his training squad, returning back to the barracks when they were sufficiently drunk.

Xin quickly showed great potential in the military. He followed every order without any other question than "Is there a more efficient way to do this?" After 50 years of service he was entered into the Space Marines Division, raiding enemy ships for nearly 600 years. When Alphadine needed more heads in the recon division, he was one of the first to be chosen.

Being the tip of the spear excited Xin. The first on a planet, breaking the great walls before they had little more than a ship and a few basic backups. His normal strategy during attacks was to get behind the enemy and cause chaos behind their line before sneaking off to another point and causing more chaos. This tactic won thousands of battles over the past 1500 or so years, cementing Xin's place as the leader of Recon Division ground operations of whatever planet he happened to be on.

So begins...

Xinder Ouquid's Story

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Well, it appeared that Xin hadn't paid as much attention to the incoming group as he had thought. The scantily clad teenager decided to roll with Khojin. She's ballsy runnin round with so little on. She must think that little dragon'l save her. The little girl was even ballsy enough to stand in front of Xin before commenting on some of the local wildlife.

As Xin maintained his watchfulness over the two, though not quite as harshly as back in the arena, the demon looking girl made a few comments. Least someone here has a fire. He couldn't help but smirk beneath his helmet. Then she pulled off some kind of sphere, and with her following words made it sound like a primitive shield sphere. Not soon after she asked for his name. Damn, looks like I missed the meet'n'greet.

"Well, last person who lived called me Xin." Spoke Xin as he contemplated showing his body's face. I wonder if she'll scream when she sees it. After a moment of pause Xin put his hands on the sides of his helmet, which made a hissing sound as the face-plate lifted and the back expanded. As it came off, Xin made sure his face was as emotionless as possible. All the better to fuck with those brave enough to stay near him.

"Least you don't have to change yer mug when you want to blend in. One of the disadvantages of combat bodies." Spoke Xin with the deep voice of the body, continuing with "Don't touch the white box over there. It'll burn your hand off." His silver eyes watched Khojin waiting for a response, occasionally swapping to Adira before bouncing back to the woman before him.

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Several moments passed in silence as Khojin and Xin stared at each other, silver eyes meeting gold. Finally Khojin blinked, looking to Adira before flicking back to Xin. She seemed to have lost track of what was going on, looking between Adira and the man with the pale face before finally opening her mouth.

"Uhhhh. I'm. Not really, sure what's... going on anymore, did I miss something?"her eyes were narrowed a bit in confusion as they ran between the two others currently present. "Was- Was I supposed to do something, or? Were you- Oh my gods. Were you trying for a reaction?"

Her face split into a wide, toothy grin, and she hung her head for a moment in silent laughter before looking back up. "Oh my gods you were!" She kicked at the barren ground as she nearly fell over, her laughter turning into uproarious cackles that left her gasping for breath. "I- I cannot believe-"

She was on her back, eyes squeezed shut, pounding the ground with her right hand while her left hovered in front of her face, as if that would make the laughter stop. "Y-you tho-hought that wou-hould-"

"I'm missing half my face!" she screeched once she'd managed to regain some measure of her composure, gesturing at the hole in her cheek. "My planet is covered in fog that spawns literal monsters ilms from your face! I spend all my gods damn time in this shit! A-and you think your crusty ass corpse face is gon- gon-" And then she was off again, raucous laughter frightening all manner of small critters from the nearby rocks.

She didn't mean to laugh at him, really she didn't, but after all the stress and tension of the arena Xin's attempts to provoke a reaction with his face was so positively ludicrous to her that she couldn't help it. She worked hard to stop herself, breathing in deep, ragged breaths which broke up into small hiccups. Confident she'd finally stopped, she lifted herself off the ground, wiping the tears from her eyes, only to be stricken by small giggles when she saw him again.

Several deep breaths, a few apologies, and one minor case of hiccups later, she finally managed to calm herself enough to look him back in the eye.

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Adira glanced over at the man who introduced himself as Xin, about to do the same until he did something unexpected: placing his hands on both sides of his helmet he lifted it from his head, revealing the... face, underneath. She was somewhat hesitate to use the term "face" because it was unlike any face she'd ever seen. The flesh was ghostly white like it'd not seen sunlight for countless years. His nose was crumpled, either by the helmet pressing against it or because it had been broken countless times (she could not tell which, but hazarded to guess that it was the latter as opposed to the former). He had neither ears nor hair on his head of his face. Where his ears ought to have been there were only holes which she assumed served the same purpose. Below where his eyebrows should've been were two silver eyes that flicked between herself and Khojin, obviously waiting for one of them to react.

Though his face resembled in her mind a combination between a skull and an orc, it was far from the more grotesque thing she's ever seen and she was not as alarmed as perhaps she should've been (after all, Khojin greeted her by flashing her sharp teeth and sticking her tongue through her cheek). After a brief pause Adira cleared her throat. "Thanks for the tip," she said in reference to his warning about the white box, "I'm Adira, and this is my Fanghur companion, Fell." Fell eyed this man but did not move to sniff him, instead inclining his head as a greeting (Adira took note of this).

Meanwhile, Khojin had a... less than polite reaction. Adira took this opportunity to turn back to Fell. Upon seeing his helmet in his hand, Adira had remembered that she'd strapped it onto the back of Fell and turned to retrieve it, holding it under her arm as she turned back to Xin instead of putting it back on (that would be rude). Although to be fair it couldn't have been worse that Khojin's reaction to Xin's face, but still...

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Xin just couldn't help but unleash one hell of a shit eating grin as he watched Khojin look around confused. Maybe not as climactic as he had hoped, but...

Suddenly she was rolling around on the ground, dying of laughter. The only way the soldier knew how to respond was to put his helmet on before he started to let off some chuckling of his own. Thankfully the helmet was smart enough to not let that out. Instead, it seemed as if he was silently watching the demon girl roll about wildly half the time. The other half was her repeated failures at attempting to regain some level of composure. Xin found it quite amusing.

"Try as you might, I still got something amusing out of it." Xin said, a little bit of overconfidence seeping into his voice. He couldn't explain why, but something about the demon girl's mix of 'I'm a badass' and 'little girl' was interesting to him. Definitely more fun than either of those two separately.

It was only part way through this that Xin noticed that the over-exposed teenager decided to introduce herself. And her Fang-her. Right, almost forgot bout the lizards. "Is that like some kind of lizard-dog?" Asked Xin through his helmet.

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Xin did not seem to be offended by Khojin's outburst which was a relief, though he did put his helmet back on rather abruptly, effectively hiding his facial expression. As Khojin tried to regain her composure (and failed miserably), Xin turned his attention to Adira. "Is that like some kind of lizard-dog?" came the slightly muffled voice from inside the helmet. This time to her credit Adira did not twitch in irriation. Now she wasn't sure if 'lizard dog' was an improvement, but she had been annoyed by people calling him a dragon before, so at least this provided a nice change of pace.

"Fanghur are the smaller cousins of dragons; no fire breath and no wings until they're full grown." she explained, keeping it fairly brief while still hoping to elevate Fell's assumed status of 'lizard dog', "They don't usually associate with humans, since they're so territorial and live in high mountain ranges, but there are some exceptions." Glancing down at her companion Adira could see that Fell was watching Khojin intently as the nearly brought herself to tears with her bout of laughter (which, in retrospect, was pretty funny in and of itself).

Adira looked over at Khojin, who seemed to be recovering, and with humor heavy in her voice she asked, "Are you alright there, Khojin?" managing to stifle her own faint laughter. It seemed Khojin's laughter was contagious. Even Fell was doing his odd chuffing in a mimicry of laughter.

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"No," Khojin replied casually. "I died and now I'm dead. Greetings from beyond the grave."

She resumed her previous lounging position, rubbing the cheek that didn't have a hole in it. She was pretty sure she bit herself once her twice during her laughing fit. Ah, the dangers of carnivorous teeth. Xin's voice seemed a bit more smug now, but not the bad kind of smug. She had the sneaking suspicion he wasn't quite as severe as he tried to present himself. Khojin decided she liked him, too, even if he did look a tiny bit weird without the chest piece on.

She turned her attention from her present company and directed it toward the horizon, remembering the other task she'd meant to do out here. She saw a variety of desert fauna, no doubt appropriated from other worlds, but from this distance she couldn't recognize any of them. She liked to think that meant none of them were Mistborn. Khojin had difficulty making out any worthy landmarks from her seated position; The arena was certainly one, but that didn't really matter when everybody was squatting around it.

"Don't suppose you've seen anything worth noting out here?" she asked, turning her head to look at Xin. "Almost slipped my mind that we," she indicated herself and Adira. "were supposed to be scouting." She scratched her ear briefly, before adding as an aside: "Finding you was kinda secondary."

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The toppling of this mighty polearm was met with the same indifference he cast when shooting it free of it's prison of ice. Well, until he remembered that the ground beneath them was slick with rain, which would cause the mud beneath to rise from the ground and covered whomever was unfortunate enough to be standing next to it.

Amos's agility was perhaps prematurely highlighted when his backward maneuver took him backward some ten feet in a single motion. Rasteva's thanks were given a slow nod in reply. The gesture was understood by the multitude that inhabited the armour. He was placing his stake with the bolder in their number. Fortune favoured the brave and stupid, or it didn't. It didn't make a lick of difference to Amos. He didn't come here to walk like a dog with its tail tucked between it's legs. Not to say he wasn't cautious. He simply wanted to teste his mettle in a foreign world.

The conversations continued for a while longer, and new arrivals continued to phase into this stream of reality. One particularly slow one had been struggling in the slop. He imagined someone would help them. He didn't plan on making the effort to do so. Too many bodies on one task made it's completion difficult.

When the armoured one asked about powers, he stayed quiet, not out of fear per say, but the particulars were often hard to explain. "I can be useful." Was what he settled on, quiet enough to warrant the smallest of acknowledgement.

The prospect of sparring however, raised an interested eyebrow. Sparring would be interesting. He could cloak his bullets in concussive energy to make them non lethal. Perhaps.

Or perhaps later. Two of the people he had decided to travel with had already, joining one of the first.

"Sparring ain't a bad idea, but perhaps we should head out as soon as we finish and stake our claim 'fore we splinter off much more."

Amos turned to the eminent and took the pill he passed him with a nod.

"Ayup, thanks."

Amos the organic half-cyborg turned his red eye to this boy, in particular his insides, which practically /danced/ with the life rending energy that made Geiger-counters tic tic ticikty whenever it was around.

"Lookin' forward to a bit of sparrin'." Amos reached forward and gave the young man's shoulder a small squeeze and shake, both friendly. He didn't seem like the type who minded. If that sniper kids reaction was anything to go off of, folks were probably scared to touch him.

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Adira answered Xin's question with a slightly longer response than he was looking for. Without only a few moments' pause, Xin sarcastically shot back "Oh, I get it. A mountain lizard dog."

"Well, silver bullets then." Xin replied to the comment about undeath. Even with his helmet on, it was easy to just hear the smugness in his comment. May not have been his best humor, but it was something. Something other than turning lava sharks into unrecognizable piles of blood and meat.

Not too long after his little joke, Khojin asked as to whether he had done some scouting. Xin hadn't, but he did give the view from the arena a decent time and a pair of binoculars. "I found some rocks. More sand and more rocks. There was also a couple bridges around that looked like they went to other, floating landmasses. Or just over really deep canyons. Couldn't tell. Though, the bridges looked rather rickety from here, but that could've just been the heat. I bet the fliers might have better luck with them. Oh, did I mention I found rocks?"

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Adira mentally signed. She would settle on "mountain lizard dog" for now, as she was quickly loosing the will to combat these clarification requests. Instead she paid attention to what he reported seeing, which wasn't anything terribly useful either. Looking out into the landscape it was clear that, to acquire any further information, they'd have to move away from the the arena however before they did that Adira was obligated to fetch Rasteva. After all, if the daemon was all that they described themselves to be (and had so far proven to be), then they may prove to be an invaluable asset to the traveling group.

Additionally there may be others who wished to leave the arena and, though considerably weakened, Adira had no doubts they'd be valuable allies against... whatever Rend put in their way. Perhaps Drake as he seemed to be at odds with Kora and, with that level of animosity between them, Adira doubted that they'd want to stay close to each other long term. Plus there were others, like the metal-man and the hybrid, that had not yet left the arena but also did not seem keen on staying.

Looking up at the sky Adira tried to gauge how time moved in this world. Slower than at home it seemed, but still at a steady pace. Of course at any given moment Rend could alter this however he saw fit, but at the moment time was moving regularly. Again she turned her eyes to the horizon, but nothing had changed, so instead her eyes followed the bridges. They connected the arena they were standing outside of to rock platforms and try as she might, there were too many for her to count. Following them with her eyes in an attempt to make out a path to the ground she found it was designed similarly to a maze, making it extremely difficult to form a mental map. It seemed that the only way to reach the end was to simply start walking.

The other two could see all of this for themselves, so Adira didn't bother reiterating these observations. "I'll fetch Rasteva and whomever else is inclined to join us so we can start moving." she said to Khojin before walking toward the entrance of the arena again. Fell hesitated to sniff the air for a moment however, being unable to discern much more than the others had, he turned and followed Adira.

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Khojin made a grunt of acknowledgement at Adira's departure, her eyes fixed on the horizon, trying to scan for the bridges Xin had mentioned. She was close to giving up when she finally spotted them; a series of thin brown strands, swaying like snakes in the breeze. She couldn't make out the landmasses at the other end, but confirmation the bridges were there served to back up Xin's statements.

"How many d'you think there are?" she asked, turning her eyes from the distant pathways. The fact there were multiples at all bade well for her insistence on splitting into teams; if Rend had intended for them to do so from the start, she'd have to remember to let Rasteva know she was right some more.

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She looked back up at the stands, gauging just how high the wall was. Fifty meters, maybe? Certainly low enough that she could Blink up there. Blinking while transporting someone else, on the other hand... After Rend had nerfed the stronger ones, Cybergoeth was a bit hesitant to try anything significant without prior testing. There was also the issue of finding someone to test with. She doubted there would be many volunteers, considering the end result could be... messy.

Rasteva's "offer" to throw people up there raised another possibility. Perhaps if the armor could toss one in the air, she could Blink up to catch them and then do another Blink into the stands? That was assuming she could even chain her Blinks that quickly or accurately, let alone that she could do it without leaving half her passenger behind.

She felt it would be best to explain these possibilities to the others present, finishing by asking if there was anyone willing to volunteer. and apologizing preemptively for any possible deaths which may occur from the aforementioned scenarios.

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The little girl seemed just as distracted Khojin was by the bridges off in the distance. However, she was the first of the two to break from the trance of trying to spot the bridges with nothing more than there own eyes. Primitives. She then said something about a Rasteeeva. Xin shrugged as took in the view again, waiting for his little box to go beep beep beep.

Then Khojin spoke again. Speak of the devil. Xin smiled slightly at the thought of the resemblance between the two. She wanted a guestimate of the number of bridges. Taking a moment before replying, Xin said "As many as it takes to either kill us all or please our inexperienced god."

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Khojin chewed her thumbnail, musing. It would be better to investigate these bridges before the time came to use them, but she got the gnawing sensation (not unlike pointed teeth against the hard part of her thumb) that Rend may take issue with that. If they were going to see the state of the bridges, it would be when they arrived to cross them, and not before.

She swung herself up on to her feet in one fluid motion that at one point had her entirely off the ground. She stretched, hearing her spine crack and pop, then returned the armor sphere to its place on the front of her coat. There wasn't any point continuing to stare at the horizon, and Adira would doubtless be back with Rasteva (and possibly others) before long, so she figured she may as well get a full grasp of where her abilities stood at present.

She moved a couple paces away from Xin to give herself enough room that she could work herself out without endangering him or his equipment. She took a deep breath in and out, then began stretching her legs before something occurred to her. She quickly removed her armor sphere again and tossed it to Xin; she didn't want to risk any kind of interference for this. She also took off her coat, giving a small sigh of relief as the tightness around her chest was removed and her large, previously-bound bust was allowed to breath. She tossed the coat over to where the armored man sat as well.

Freed of any possible constraints, she rolled her shoulders, did a couple squats, and then kicked off the ground hard enough to create small clouds of dust where her feet had been just a moment before. She gazed at the ground, counting how high she went before reaching the peak of her jump and beginning her descent. She made a small noise of discontent after her feet made contact with the ground again. A twenty-fulm vertical wasn't bad, certainly not compared to others, but she could do better. She gave three small hops, each no more than a few ilms off the ground, then, when the bottoms of her boots were flat against the ground after the final hop, she bent her knees, one hand on the ground, and jumped as hard as she could.

The desert fell away beneath her. Off to her left she could just barely see the top of the Arena, and she gave a shout of victory as she began to drop back to earth. A cloud of dust greeted her as she hit the ground, and she coughed a couple of times before it cleared. "How high was that?" she called to Xin, looking up to where she'd reached the peak of her jump. "Between thirty and forty yalms, do you think? Toss that rock, I wanna see if I can hit it."

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The printer was beginning to enter its final cycles, which Xin could tell from the fact that the shell was beginning to cool and the skeleton of a cube that was the printer itself. It was almost done. Then the motion tracker flared up as the small object, just barely big enough to register, was thrown towards him.

Not having time to quickly break his attention from the printer Xin caught the small crystal sphere without turning his head. Turning himself back to Khojin in reaction to the small object that was thrown to him, Xin examined it only for a moment before another beep came. Looking up, Xin caught the coat... with his face. Eventful.

Taking the coat from his face Xin caught only a few moments' worth of Khojin before she took to the skies. It wasn't the best jump that the soldier had ever seen, however, considering that she was in her birth body that was impressive. Then three little hops. Something is different. What the hell is different? Then hand on the ground and within another moment she practically soared into the sky. It was still a jump and, as such, she came back down.

This better not get in the body glove. Thought Xin as the dust cloud washed over him, along with the sound of coughing. Almost as soon as the dust cleared, Xin got both a full view of what the coat hid. Well, primitive clothing does have a tendency to hide things.

Khojin asked how high the jump was, catching Xin a little stuck in thought. Returning to the world outside his head he drew a line in the sand almost exactly a yard long. "Almost ten of these." With another moment's pause Xin registered the bit about tossing a rock. With a simple shrug he picked up the small stone. Light. Durable. Xin would have been more than able to chuck the rock well outside of what Khojin could reach, which he contemplated doing for a moment, before saying "You might want to get ready." When Khojin gave some signal of readiness, the soldier tossed his rock in an arc that tipped about 31 feet off the ground right over where Khojin stood.

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Khojin was in the air the same moment her eyes locked on the small stone. She caught it at its peak, right when it began its downward arc. She bounced the pebble in her palm after returning to ground. "Were you even trying?" she teased, tossing it back to him. "I'm almost insulted."

She thumbed her nose and spread her feet slightly, waiting for the next toss. For a moment she forgot she was meant to be testing herself, not playing. When it finally did register, she shrugged it off; no reason she couldn't have a bit of fun with it, right?

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She can reach up. A useful skill indeed. The soldier picked up three rocks, rumbling them around in his hands for a moment. He then placed on of the rocks on a nearby "table" as he said "Two for the test, and one to see how good my arms are. Haven't had a chance to truly put this body through its paces."

The moment his little speech ended, Xin tossed the two rocks into similar 34 foot max arcs to the first, each deviating from the middle slightly. With little pause he took the rock that he had set down and tossed it with an almost shot-put like swing. The ensuing rock barely even showed that there was gravity as it flew out of Xin's hand, breaking apart slightly as it spun and flew seemingly towards the sun.

"That's definitely an improvement over the last model." Xin said to himself as he watched the three rocks and his leaping ally. And they fixed the joint locking issue!

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Eze sighed as he looked in at the arena. He had been sitting partially in the shade for some time now, but had been trying to get as much water as he could. As he had been standing around, weakened, the rest seemed to be gathering for some kind of battle royal. The last thing that Eze wanted to see right now was other people proving just how powerful and useful they were.

With a small grunt, the half-dragon shifted his weight back to his staff and began walking fully into the shade of the exit. It was time for him to see what was outside, and likely suffer the fate of a water dragon in the desert. The few minutes that it took him to move towards the desert Eze enjoyed the shade that the hallway offered. Although, it didn't help the fact that it was arid.

The half dragon emerged from the entry way with a bucket over his face as he downed the water within. As the sun shown on Eze he was certainly glad that he had gone and drank that bucket when he did. It went from unbearable head and dryness to true desert.

As he put the bucket back into his bag, the half-dragon saw the man with the four glowing eyes and the leaping... Well, she looks like a tiefling. For the most part. Eze simply took a few deep breathes, preparing for the horrors of a desert conversation.

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Khojin caught both stones easily enough. The instant she did, however, a thought struck her; she twisted in midair, transferring both rocks to her left hand and chucking them behind her in one fluid motion. Still turning, she felt energy crackling in her right hand. She reached it out in the direction the rocks were presently ascending in as she herself began to descend. The energy in her hand surged, and an instant later a bolt of dark energy fired from her open palm, striking the closer of the two stones and causing it to explode into pieces. It was quickly followed by another bolt striking its cousin.

She took a couple steps back as she landed, watching the broken stones rain down on the desert floor. It was good to know she still had some of her abilities, even if she wouldn't get an accurate test of their power until she used them on something living. She also had to admit Xin's arm was impressive; she wondered briefly if the stone he'd thrown would turn up again at some point. Given how far it had gone, she liked to imagine stumbling across its shards at strange, utterly random points in their upcoming travels. Maybe if she found them all she'd get a prize.

She shook herself from her strange, rock-based fantasy and turned to see the Hei-Senn watching from the gate. She hadn't noticed before, but he seemed to have sprouted wings at some point, which were apparently wreaking havoc with his balance judging from the way he was leaning on his staff. "Enjoying the show?" she called to him, flexing slightly.