Sol Raveh IC Contact

[daughterofursa]

[Hopefully you already know what to do after the beep, because Zuko's voicemail message is nothing but the following brief exchange between Sans and Zuko:]

"Okay, now record a message."

"Why?"

"...good enough."

[BEEP]

((OOC: Feel free to hit her up any time you like!!))

Comments

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[heritrix]

With time and constant use, it will wear down. Aside from being impressively durable, however, they're just normal gloves. They're not going to stop a bullet or put out fires or anything.

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[daughterofursa]

[Uh. Well the fires generally are not a problem.]

Are there things that stop bullets?

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[heritrix]

[TOUCHE.]

There are, but they aren't good for wearing on your hands. The materials are too stiff.

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[daughterofursa]

Just curious. My world didn't have bullets.

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[heritrix]

Lucky.

[Bullets and other modern weaponry are often the bane of magi, who are ill-prepared for defending against that type of warfare. Used to the way magi fight one another, to a mage, any other kind of conflict is unexpected.]

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[daughterofursa]

Maybe.

We had plenty of other dangers.

[...and they probably would have gotten to bullets, eventually. She doesn't have the optimism required to believe otherwise.]

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[heritrix]

Oh, no doubt.

[Zuko comes from a world where people can bend the elements, after all. That's a beast of combat that's simpler for Rin's mage sensibilities to accept that still offers a unique threat, in its roots in martial arts. It's naturally more efficient than elemental magecraft as well, in terms of raw power. Rin imagines then that the ways you could take it to the next level would be extraordinary, not to mention what other applications could be done with it.]

Do the gloves not suit you then? You said you liked them, but I can modify them if they meet your standards.

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[daughterofursa]

[Rin thinks she doesn't appreciate them?]

No they're good.

Thanks.