04-10-2017, 01:43 PM
The knights of Camelot were just as arrogant as the Storm Troopers. Only the Storm Troopers had never seized his NFL-R. Sure he had offered it as a way of placating them and preventing his own untimely demise, but still. The item was in eyesight, although out of his reach. Chances are he’d have to make a new one anyway. Internally he groaned without making any noise. For making a new NFL-R meant traveling to the Frozen North, finding his base and gathering the supplies needed to build one. As he had not gotten the hang of making items out of Omnilium, Warren knew life was more difficult here than it had been back home. In Canton, at least he had known the rules of physics of the world. Here the rules of physics were a virtual unknown to him, and a mystery. A mystery that Warren had to admit he hated. Mysteries were some of the things he hated because they bothered him on a level. As he was unable to solve his problem given that he lacked the capability to use Omnilium for much, at present Warren decided that he needed to learn how the substance worked. Experimentation was in order, but not with these soldiers of Camelot around. They had one thing going for them more than the stormtroopers, and that was that they hadn’t tried to beat the crap out of him yet. Still, without his NFL-R, he was helpless except for Chaos Burst unless he learned how to use Omnilium properly. Such weakness could not be allowed any longer.
His skills were going to have to improve if he was going to survive. Omni had said that Omnilium could do anything if one had enough of it. The substance could provide them an advantage that they otherwise wouldn’t have. For it could be used to create anything. There was just one small problem with that detail, that Warren didn’t know how to use the substance. The substance was a mystery, a mystery that for the life of him he wasn’t going to be able to figure out. While he had wanted to show her the techniques that he had developed, the Lightning Blast App and the Fire Blast App respectively he knew he couldn’t do that presently. Without the NFL-R any of his capabilities except the Chaos Burst were lost to him, at least for now anyway. His situation was frustrating, to say the least of how he felt. Honestly, he wanted to maim Sir Hellkite so badly but he couldn’t allow himself to do so. Doing so was going to get him a bounty in Camelot, and that was the last thing he needed at present.
His friend, for what else could he call her Arle had surrendered to the secondaries on the Gryphons. The creatures were ones he had never seen before. Warren made a mental effort to keep himself from panicking because he had never expected to see creatures out of mythology. They were perhaps dangerous, especially if their riders were to lose control of them. Yet the animals were intelligent, and could make a good mount for him if he was able to acquire one. If being the key word, as he didn’t know if he could or not. Unfortunately for him, without his NFL-R he didn’t dare use Omnilium at all as he had lied and said that he couldn’t do anything without it.
“As I had mentioned, I was in the process of showing Arle around. She wanted to go to Dalaran, probably to see if any of the magic users there were from her world, and as she said to regain her magic. I, on the other hand, had come to Camelot to hunt for relics, but before I was going to begin doing so I decided that I needed to learn what she was capable of. I showed her each and every move that I currently have in my arsenal. The other reason I am here, as I mentioned is about relics. More specifically, The Sword of Conquest. I figured it might make an excellent addition to my arsenal.”
Warren had shown her everything, but the Lightning Blast App or the Fire Blast App. Those were going to be difficult for him to figure out how to get working. Especially without his NFL-R as it was required for the bulk of his powers. Without it, he couldn’t fight, and that was probably why he wasn’t going to get it back from Adrian Hellkite anytime soon. Building a new one out of Omnilium was going to be difficult, to say the least, as he hadn’t the supplies needed for such.
Truthfully he could honestly say he was rusty if something like a knight with a spear could catch him off guard. Apparently, he’d need to go back to basics, and train himself from the ground up. One of the books he had read in the library of Coruscant had spoken of a sword, a sword called the “Sword of Conquest” that was a weapon that was a twin to Excalibur. The blade was intriguing and might make a good addition to his arsenal. At the very least, it couldn’t make a bad addition to his arsenal. Any weapons he had besides the NFL-R were a welcome upgrade to him. What he wouldn’t give to still have his spear or Wazikashi but both of them had broken. Since they had broken, he had been obligated to dispose of them by converting them back into Omnilium and absorbing them.
At some point, Warren realized that he was going to have to relocate Fort Zimmer. While a home in the Frozen North was isolated it was also dangerous. The blizzards, winds and intense colds saw to the danger level of the Frozen North. Of course, that was not the only problem with the base. It was underground, and thus out of reach normally for him.
"Now, may I please have my NFL-R back?" asked Warren. Politeness was not his normal activity, but with how much danger both Arle and himself were in, Warren knew he had no choice but to play nice with the riders. They were all armed, and he didn't have a weapon. It was a worrying situation for him, one that made him concerned he was going to die. His question was posed without any emotion in his voice.
"The NFL-R also acts as my Communicator and Mobile Dataverse Device. Without it, I won't be capable of anything. In other words, I'd be helpless without my NFL-R. So, as I have asked. Would you please return it to my possession?"
Warren was sure that Arle was not as enthusiastic about Dalaran because of how she acted. Hopefully, she wasn't the type of person who was going to hate him for this. If she was, he'd have to ditch her before she became powerful enough to kill him off. Yet she was not that kind of Prime. She'd proven that through their conversations. She also didn't think Power was needed, except to protect others which hopefully meant that if he kept his nose clean, she wasn't going to kill him. He'd shoot Arle an apologetic look, because he was worried he had done something to offend her.
His skills were going to have to improve if he was going to survive. Omni had said that Omnilium could do anything if one had enough of it. The substance could provide them an advantage that they otherwise wouldn’t have. For it could be used to create anything. There was just one small problem with that detail, that Warren didn’t know how to use the substance. The substance was a mystery, a mystery that for the life of him he wasn’t going to be able to figure out. While he had wanted to show her the techniques that he had developed, the Lightning Blast App and the Fire Blast App respectively he knew he couldn’t do that presently. Without the NFL-R any of his capabilities except the Chaos Burst were lost to him, at least for now anyway. His situation was frustrating, to say the least of how he felt. Honestly, he wanted to maim Sir Hellkite so badly but he couldn’t allow himself to do so. Doing so was going to get him a bounty in Camelot, and that was the last thing he needed at present.
His friend, for what else could he call her Arle had surrendered to the secondaries on the Gryphons. The creatures were ones he had never seen before. Warren made a mental effort to keep himself from panicking because he had never expected to see creatures out of mythology. They were perhaps dangerous, especially if their riders were to lose control of them. Yet the animals were intelligent, and could make a good mount for him if he was able to acquire one. If being the key word, as he didn’t know if he could or not. Unfortunately for him, without his NFL-R he didn’t dare use Omnilium at all as he had lied and said that he couldn’t do anything without it.
“As I had mentioned, I was in the process of showing Arle around. She wanted to go to Dalaran, probably to see if any of the magic users there were from her world, and as she said to regain her magic. I, on the other hand, had come to Camelot to hunt for relics, but before I was going to begin doing so I decided that I needed to learn what she was capable of. I showed her each and every move that I currently have in my arsenal. The other reason I am here, as I mentioned is about relics. More specifically, The Sword of Conquest. I figured it might make an excellent addition to my arsenal.”
Warren had shown her everything, but the Lightning Blast App or the Fire Blast App. Those were going to be difficult for him to figure out how to get working. Especially without his NFL-R as it was required for the bulk of his powers. Without it, he couldn’t fight, and that was probably why he wasn’t going to get it back from Adrian Hellkite anytime soon. Building a new one out of Omnilium was going to be difficult, to say the least, as he hadn’t the supplies needed for such.
Truthfully he could honestly say he was rusty if something like a knight with a spear could catch him off guard. Apparently, he’d need to go back to basics, and train himself from the ground up. One of the books he had read in the library of Coruscant had spoken of a sword, a sword called the “Sword of Conquest” that was a weapon that was a twin to Excalibur. The blade was intriguing and might make a good addition to his arsenal. At the very least, it couldn’t make a bad addition to his arsenal. Any weapons he had besides the NFL-R were a welcome upgrade to him. What he wouldn’t give to still have his spear or Wazikashi but both of them had broken. Since they had broken, he had been obligated to dispose of them by converting them back into Omnilium and absorbing them.
At some point, Warren realized that he was going to have to relocate Fort Zimmer. While a home in the Frozen North was isolated it was also dangerous. The blizzards, winds and intense colds saw to the danger level of the Frozen North. Of course, that was not the only problem with the base. It was underground, and thus out of reach normally for him.
"Now, may I please have my NFL-R back?" asked Warren. Politeness was not his normal activity, but with how much danger both Arle and himself were in, Warren knew he had no choice but to play nice with the riders. They were all armed, and he didn't have a weapon. It was a worrying situation for him, one that made him concerned he was going to die. His question was posed without any emotion in his voice.
"The NFL-R also acts as my Communicator and Mobile Dataverse Device. Without it, I won't be capable of anything. In other words, I'd be helpless without my NFL-R. So, as I have asked. Would you please return it to my possession?"
Warren was sure that Arle was not as enthusiastic about Dalaran because of how she acted. Hopefully, she wasn't the type of person who was going to hate him for this. If she was, he'd have to ditch her before she became powerful enough to kill him off. Yet she was not that kind of Prime. She'd proven that through their conversations. She also didn't think Power was needed, except to protect others which hopefully meant that if he kept his nose clean, she wasn't going to kill him. He'd shoot Arle an apologetic look, because he was worried he had done something to offend her.