Day 137 | Open

[freedom_engineer]

Who: Colin and anyone curious about what he's doing.
Open: Open
When: Day 137, around midday
Where: Northwestern Bastion, open ground
What: Colin's surveying for a new building
Format Can match.
Warnings: Colin's deeply engrossed in his survey. He may be more of a socially impaired derp than usual.

[Colin has been positively hyperactive today. He wolfed down his breakfast like a man possessed, snagged a couple of fruit to eat in the field, and made sure to get his chores done far ahead of schedule. After that, he grabbed several wooden stakes and set himself to the task of analyzing the ground beneath his feet. Unseen, his eye has been taking detailed measurements of all of the buildings in the Bastion, and he's been setting out the stakes to mark an outline of a new building. Anyone feel like approaching him?]

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[wayofvoice]

[Paar stays still as Colin does his thing, wondering at the difference in equipment amongst the various people here. The Dwemer had proven that magic and technology combined could be an amazing thing. It would be interesting to see what the Bastion could make.]

Not often, no. Their weaponry would not be suited to me, and my talons often did better at the tasks their blades wished to accomplish. [And that was when he didn't simply pick them up and drop them, or crush them.] My scales have lasted much longer than any of their armor, especially where I resided. Such things would be... bothersome to remove, as well.

[Truth be told, he could have no doubt had the Greybeards arrange something at some point. Within Skyrim, they were one of the most respected mortals. Still, it would have been unnecessary. Like he's said- his scales have done him well enough.]

Still, while I have heard things from my apprentices, the world had advanced. Perhaps there were things I simply had not become aware of.

[They were finally getting to crossbows, it's a miracle.]

[freedom_engineer]

Yeah, removal is an issue, especially if you don't have opposable thumbs. Certain biological evolutionary traits are more suited to the use of tools. That said, the radio alone will be useful.

... Kinda worried about what a thuum will do to it, actually, but that's what stress testing is for.

[Colin grins a little wider at that.]

I should have the scans I need, I've seen you in flight often enough that I don't need anything there.

[He steps back then and sits on the ground, looking up at Paarth with appraising eyes.]

The form of the dragon is remarkably well suited to not needing much in the line of gear, but I just can't imagine it, myself. My eye alone is something I couldn't live without.

[wayofvoice]

It may depend on the individual Shout. The one I used in the observatory, on the doors- I could not say. Fo Krah Diin should be no trouble at all. [As he straightens himself up until he's resting at his hindquarters and can fold his wings to his side, he makes a thoughtful rumble again.] I wonder how well something of the nature such as Faas Ru Maar would work with such a creation...

[Something to ponder.]

[At the mention of his form and technology, Paarthurnax smiles. It's not really a facial expression... More something in his eyes and the tone of his voice.]

That is your nature. That is what works for your kind. We do well as we are, and that is fine as well.

[freedom_engineer]

Oh, I won't dispute that. People, of all shapes and sizes, are adept at finding their way to survive, and doing so with great aplomb.

Still, there are certain things that I can't help but imagine would be useful. If the shout is dependant upon volume or projection, a vocal amplifier could do amazing things to increase the potency.

And of course, the possiblity of giving you some mechanical digits to allow for mechanical manipulation down the line.

[He chuckles quietly and grins.]

None of this is anything I'd force on you, mind you. Just thinking aloud.

[wayofvoice]

As long as it is remembered that our resources are limited, so your creations must be chosen with care for now. I look forward to what you craft regardless.

[But back to the talk about the Thu'um, since that will forever hold his interest.]

An amplifier... I assume that would make me louder, correct?

[freedom_engineer]

[Colin nods in answer.]

Oh, I know that our resources are limited. A lot of my early creations are going to be along the lines of necessities, and refinements to a couple of older technologies. Older to me, anyway.

Where I'm from, though, we know how to make things only as big as they need to be.

And yeah, an amplifier can boost your volume. There's also systems I can make to enhance the range the sound waves can travel. And of course, speakers can relocate where sounds come from AND amplify them as well.

I'm just wondering how the nature of your voice will respond to technology. It could give you whole new approaches to what you do... or it could horribly destroy the devices in question.

If you're game, I'd LOVE to find out.

[wayofvoice]

Our voice can already travel a long distance. Hopefully I will not make blood flow forth from your ears if we are to use such a system.

[After all, the Greybeards could be to be heard throughout a... decent portion of Skyrim. Paarthurnax is quite certain that even without practice, he could be heard throughout the whole of it.]

Greh, I would be very "game", as you refer to it. We can start with the less... violent aspects of my voice first.

[freedom_engineer]

Ah, well, I won't worry too much about a personal projection unit, then. Although, if I can get a speaker system set up in the Bastion, it would probably be a good thing to let alarms and stuff be heard even out on the Skyway...

[WOO! Tangent!]

But that's much later.

[Colin smiles apologetically.]

For now, I need to get my workshop built first. The extent of what I can do without proper tools is sadly limited. Field repairs and barracks science projects, more or less.

[wayofvoice]

Of course. If there is anyway of which I can be of assistance, let me know.

[He can't do the delicate stuff, but... Y'know, he can move shit.]

[freedom_engineer]

You have been more than enough help already, Paarth. That said, in the next few days, I'm going to be needing to move a lot of salvage... Both from my apartment, and from the skyway.

The workshop's going to have a storage room for things that I can use, and I intend to fill it quickly.

Oh, and maybe in a week, I want to try and go back to the Mancer's facility. That hangar.... I need to do some work there. And we still need to deal with the plant there. I can't think of anyone I'd rather have with me on that than you.

[Some day, SOME DAY, Colin will help make it so he can do delicate shit...]

[wayofvoice]

I will bring back what I can, then.

[Ah yes, the Mancer's facility... Paar has heard about what happened down there where he could not go. He's been thinking about that himself.]

What variety of plant is it? I can breathe frost and fire- either would kill it, if it is not used to such things.

[freedom_engineer]

I'm not sure, actually. I was trying to analyze it, but it attacked us before I could get anything good. The only thing I know for certain is that it's not ambulatory, and that it appears to hunt by touch. We were walking near it, and it didn't react until we touched it. Its attacks were clumsy, like it only had a general idea of where we were.

I suspect that we could hurt it with extreme cold, but without knowing how long it's been growing underground, that's pure conjecture. I have no idea what it's subsisting on, other than whatever meals are stupid enough to get too close to it.

I'm hesitant to use fire on it, since it seems to have taken up residence in the archives. I'm HOPING that some of the files there survived. But I think that's unlikely. Removing that plant would just be a goodwill gesture to whatever's still living there, as well as a safety precaution for us.