In Darkest Night

[sexygodofscienceandwar]

 Alright.

[It's been a solid week or so since Roads went REAL crazy and was consequently holed up in a small cell for his own good. With nothing to do but work out and sleep, the resident mad scientist did both of those things-and without access to ludicrous amounts of stimulants, most of it was sleeping. So 12 days later, he's looking more in control of himself, and got let out with the stipulation that he not go "full Luthor" on anyone.

Right now, he's looking over the work he did over that month-long desperation and drug-induced haze, making a few edits here and there.]

I think I'm ready to begin prototyping now...Can't think of much more research being helpful now.

[He'll be working at various tools in the machine shop later, and taking the occasional break practicing sword work in the gym or shooting at the firing range. What could possibly be up?]

((OOC note: People going on the mission "Those Who Follow The Sun, read this.))

Comments

[curse_u_reflexes]

Prototyping? Prototyping what?

[sexygodofscienceandwar]

Hmm, how to explain it...

Well, you know how the Zweilicht used to have that super mode thing? I figured out a pretty easy way to add it to other units.

[gudbye_despair]

You've finally finished, Mr. Roads? Do you need a bath? Or a meal?

[gudbye_despair]

Or me?

[sexygodofscienceandwar]

...I'll pass, thanks.

[gudbye_despair]

What are you doing for these past few days anyway? It's to defeat the vampires as always, isn't it? Is it a giant bomb that explodes into a rain of wooden stakes?