{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/9/2017 10:50:57 PM
1
-
"I....You mean, like a phone?" Bedlam pulled out a smartphone.
-
"Sure." Lunar scanned it, uploading the spreadsheet to him.
-
"Thanks, Lunar. I'm gonna treat Sarah to a nice hand made dinner with this. Some candles, a beautiful meadow, and the night sky..." He chuckled. "Cliche, but it'l be nice."
-
"Yeah. She'll like it. Right now, she's working on something that will finally, [i]put Seraph to use[/i], according to her. You might interested in what."
-
"Oh? I'll go see her then." Bedlam vanished once more, reappearing before Sarah.
-
Sarah was wearing a white tank top, and stained jeans. The Warlock was in some sort of large, concrete room, with a cork board of designs and blue prints of weapons and tools. A set of cyan Rogue Armor from Halo three was in the corner. She was working with tools at a table, working on a some sort of device. Seraph was providing holograms to guide her.
-
Bedlam sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hello, love~"
-
She panicked, dropping the tools out of the shock in sudden break in the silence "Bedlam, you scared the s**t out of me. Can I get a little warning next time?" She yelled. Seraph appeared, gesturing to her basis to try again. "Sorry if I yelled. I was startled."
-
He just laughed, giving a kiss on the cheek and a squeeze. "Sorry, love. Lunar said you were doing something and I was curious."
-
"I am. I was about to test it, in a few minutes," she shrugged. Seraph continued to guide the Warlock's actions as she tinkered with the device.
-
"What is it?" He nibbled at her neck with a smile, trying to distract her.
-
"If you let me finish it, I'll show you," she told him.
-
"Hmm...fiiiine." Bedlam stepped back. "I'll annoy you after."
-
She finished up, sighing. She picked up the device, taking it over to her rogue armor, spun it around, unscrewing the back plating, attaching the device to the suit, and screwing the plating back on. Sarah then put on the armor, "Seraph, you said you could run this with ease, right?" "I'm a full AI, of course I can, Miss Grey," Seraph replied. The AI disappeared from the table. "Alright, prototype Barry, mark eight, test three Seraph, you're recording this, right?" She asked. "Affirmative," the AI responded. "Fire 'em up," she requested. Suddenly, she was traveling at inhumane speeds, running around the room, at about 321.869 kilometers per hour. [spoiler]89.408 meters per second; or 200 miles per hour[/spoiler] She was running around the room, until she stopped after a few seconds.
-
Bedlam laughed and clapped when she came to a stop, smiling at her. "Good job! Not sure what you did, but it looks good."
-
"Seraph was running a speed unit. The first one that produces maximum velocity and acceleration without blowing itself up. This is only prototype we've hooked up the Rogue in terms of field testing," Sarah explained, "It works extremely well with the model of armor." Bedlam looked to the armor realizing the armor looked identical to Agent Carolina's during the 9th and 10th seasons of Red vs Blue.
-
He chuckled upon noticing. "Should I start calling you Carolina?"
-
Edited by Splashback77: 12/18/2017 2:21:20 AM"I wouldn't mind," She replied, taking off her helmet. She grinned. "I have a few other blueprints. Including the domed energy shield, better cloaking, Riyu and Jingo Bang, Magnhild, Akoúo, Myternaster-- that's the one time haven't butchered the name of that weapon, and I might delve into the use of heavier and lighter swords."
-
"Well, Carolina, I just met your son from another dimension..." Bedlam leaned against a work table.
-
"Oh. David. I don't know what I think of him," she noted, "He's interesting in terms of what I usually know in terms of a Titan's intelligence."
-
"I'm not sure whether or not to go hide in a corner and question everything or just do as I was already planning and take you on a date tonight."
-
"You don't want to question everything. It... drives you insane," she warned.
-
"I was kidding. Anyway....You. Me. Tonight? Nice dinner?"
-
"Sure," she replied.
-
"Great! I'll see you at roughly seven. Whether you're ready or not, I'll be coming for you."
