((OOC: yay!! Now we can continue onwards))
Onix looked at Ryltar with a slight smirk on his face, and shook his head as the wizard went about the storage area. At the wizards remark about the holoprojector, Onix merely said "you should be able to get it working with a simple push of the button that looks red; oh and Maryne and myself will be in the armory closest to here."
With that, the clone gestured towards down the hall at Maryne, saying "if you will, this way," and strode down the hall toward the armory, in which Ironside was prepping their kit in.
Leading on with Lynx trailing, Edge arrived at the armory that was their destination as one of their objectives to put a glyph near.
"After seeing what you and Ryltar did to that bug with whatever it is you used, I believe it; however, much like technology, something not naturally induced upon a physical being, like you said, will not last long. Well, except maybe, maybe, the nanotech robots that were placed within our blood when we clones were just infants. That might be the only thing that I can think of that hasn't worn off or required a constant maintance checkup."
Letting Lynx work her glyph onto a wall near the armory door, the clone thought of something.
Looking to Lynx, the clone asked "how is it you live in a world that bases all of its relations of base prejudices that are useless and completely irrelevant when it is the individual, not the species, whom has the ability to change? I can understand the base level prejudices that one species might incur to another, but it seems that the world you live on has more problems than our galaxy does."
Pyro turns to Lothir and chuckles; "this, my bardic friend, is techno, the music of of the future." Pyro ALWAYS loved this genre of music. The demolitionist looked toward the Betas leader, Stinger, who nodded toward the Thetas, indicating that they should take the first round right as the bard got up and went over to the marines in the band.
Stalker decided to take round one, and got up. He proceeded into the center of the tavern and immediately hit the deck. Pushing off the ground proceeded to move his upper chest up and off the ground while his legs were still on it in a sine-wave motion. The marines in the crowd hooted and cheered at the all too recognized style known as 'The Worm'.
After about ten repetitions of the sequence, the sniper rotated his body so he flipped onto his back; kicking his legs out and pushing his arms against the ground beneath his head, Stalker launched himself up off the ground and onto his feet. Looking back at the Betas, the sniper grins and strides back to back to his spot.
The marine playing the violin looks to Zana with an odd look on his face; but shrugs, gives her the electric violin, and pulls out a spare from a locker nearby.
"Have fun," he says to Zana, then proceeds to get back into the song.
The trooper that'd been playing an electric guitar, looks at Lothir like he's brain dead, and then chuckles; "it doesn't need a sound-box, simply because the instrument transmits all of its sound-waves into electrical impulses, which are pumped through that cord your asking about"; the marine points toward the cord that comes out of the end of the instrument, and continues; "which send those impulses to a bass or speaker, and there it plays its sound." The trooper indicated the over-sized speakers and bass that were all around in the tavern, thrumming the beat and sound of the techno song that they were playing.
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