abheirrant: (❧ oh.  oooooh.)
Carlisle Longinmouth ❧ ɹᴉǝH ʇɥƃᴉlq ǝɥʇ ([personal profile] abheirrant) wrote in [community profile] redmarsshit 2019-09-27 08:21 am (UTC)

[Interested in just what Qubit's latest idea is, Carlisle backs up rather than risk climbing up to the cab again, arching his neck as he tries to see just what it is his companion is doing up there. For a second, it looks as though nothing is happening. Maybe he's still thinking, Carlisle considers, his attention back on the undead crew lingering nearby—

And then there's a sudden light, and Carlisle's eyes cannot get back to the cab fast enough. Qubit seems to be pulling components to him with an invisible force, wires and circuits shifting and changing into something entirely new in the palms of his hands. It's only a matter of seconds, and he's made some new device, one that will supposedly help them break the lock.

Carlisle is so astonished, he doesn't even care that it looks like a terrifying piece of technology. He sets off with half a dozen questions in mind, his eyes wide; his crew behind him seems equally interested, all their heads turned in Qubit's direction, though their eyes are as unfocused as ever.]


What was that?! What- that was- was that some kind of advanced transfiguration? Why didn't you tell me you could do that? Is that something you were trained to do, or a natural ability? Is it common in your world? What is that you made?

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