Maria Cyphert (
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Polished to Gleaming Perfection [Action/Open]
[She usually did this sort of thing in her room, but... well, at this point, isn't she the only person left in Garden who uses gunblades? She has a proud legacy to uphold, a duty and an honor.]
[So today, the polyspecialist SeeD has camped out in the quad, with her weapons case open next to her. One of her gunblades still sits in it, as picture-perfect as anyone could ask; the other is lying in front of her in pieces, as she carefully examines and cleans each part of the revolver mechanism. She may be concentrating on her work, but not to the exclusion of the world around her -- there's something open about her, that encourages questions.]
[So today, the polyspecialist SeeD has camped out in the quad, with her weapons case open next to her. One of her gunblades still sits in it, as picture-perfect as anyone could ask; the other is lying in front of her in pieces, as she carefully examines and cleans each part of the revolver mechanism. She may be concentrating on her work, but not to the exclusion of the world around her -- there's something open about her, that encourages questions.]
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I'd be happy to show you once we get there.
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Then let's get to it.
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Yes, let's!
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And these are grats.
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It's a plant. [Not what she had been expecting it to be]
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[Whatever Maria was going to say is cut off as the grat lashes out at her with one of its tentacles. She darts backward, smoothly drawing both gunblades.]
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[The grats aren't very tough at all. One blast will just about do it for them. Maria flips a gunblade back into its holster, then holds out her hand. Orbs of dull purple light jump out of the other grat and into her palm as she Draws Sleep from it.]
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[She could explain it, but it still must have been strange for those who didn't know. She turns to look back]
What is that?
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[She tugs her blade from its grip again.]
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[She can't wait to see how the weapons work]
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[Maria darts forward abruptly, spinning past the grat. On the way across, one gunblade flicks almost lightly out to catch it -- then explodes with thunderous force as she pulls the trigger. The momentum carries her nearly around so that her other blade cleaves through it with another sharp report. The grat collapses.]
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That's such a neat weapon! [She's practically bouncing with excitement]
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[Maria grins like she'd invented the things -- but as the last gunblade user at Garden, she does have certain proprietary feelings towards the weapons, after all.]
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[When another grat comes over their way, she shoots at it as well]
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[That's a very impressive attack, she has to admit. She'd feel inadequate if she couldn't match the damage output with her weapons.]
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