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The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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"I'll keep an eye out for anything referencing Null. For now, however, repairing this generator takes priority." Amalie said over the comms as she started her work with Khalisa on repairing the system to start. It had been a small bit of a slog getting it all going really. While it was only minor issue after minor issue asides some, admittedly there were glaring problems (why remove the catalyzer?) but work went smoothly enough otherwise.

It was time to hook up their little improvised work around. "Easily done." Amalie said in response to Khalisa's request to bring the mana container over. Luckily, her suit still kept many of the power lifting modules that it's ancestor suits had. The engineer walked over to the container in question and grabbed it gently to make sure she didn't crush the container itself. It lifted quite easily as the servos in her suit revved. She brought it over to where she and Khalisa had started working.

Between her and Khalisa, the generator should get started very soon and they'd have about ten more things to worry about in due time. As she set it down in an appropriate spot for the two of them to start working, she spoke. "At least there was an easy enough solution for this at hand." Now that it was just the two of them, she felt the smallest bit awkward. She fidgeted a little bit under the armor as she worked to get the mana container connected to the system. "This shouldn't take too long I don't think. Hopefully. Probably." She sighed a bit, working to get the improvised power system working.

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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The results were simultaneously expected and not. She'd much rather a fully legible experience, but really, it wouldn't be likely. She struggled through the text from the door before speaking. "I'd rather not get security systems working again. Despite it's origins, this armor isn't currently designed to be damaged." The elf mentioned before disconnecting from the door. "But, I suppose we should try to get the reactor running, I suppose." She grumbled, "Lets give the system a quick once over before trying to mess with it much." She mentioned aloud, before looking over the reactor's systems once again.

She turned on the connection to the base and the other three inside the ruins to give them a heads up of her plan. "I tried to connect to another door to proceed but... Well, the text looked like scrambled eggs but if they were letters and not eggs. The only legible thing in it said 'Null.OS' which... I'm unsure of. I don't think I'm going to be able to do anything with it until the power is turned on, even then...? Anyway, to my dear friends dealing with the mana issue elsewhere, I'm going to work on getting the reactor working. Do beware of the dangers as Monique mentioned. Any security systems will become operational... Umm. Yea." Amalie wasn't really sure the best way to end the message so she just ended immediately after the "yea".

Amalie then moved to the pylons to take a closer look at the consoles. "Now then, how to get this type of generator running again..." She mentioned, walking over and trying to see if she could do anything with the console while it was low power. Perhaps the cylinders of liquid mana could be of use. If nothing else, she could try interfacing with her console for now. "Khalisa, when you're done helping him, come help me with getting this reactor running. Regis, keep in contact with us, alright?"

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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Amalie didn't really want to admit to those back in the base that she had made the ceiling collapse so she was happy Regis answered the call. After the second quick rush to escape falling rubble, the engineer elf was happy to take a small breather. "I wasn't expecting to stumble into a mana reactor like this..." She mentioned aloud to Regis and Khalisa as she approached the pit to take a look inside. She looked around at the general area as Regis was taking care of talking to Monique. She took note of the way engulfed in mana and the door locked like the one she opened that caused the entire place to fall down... Then there was a... canister? of liquid mana. Maybe it could be used to power something elsewhere.

"Well, Regis, good friend. How comfortable do you feel with going into the mana?" The engineer asked her colleague as she pointed over to the staircase engulfed in mana. "I can get working on this door." She mentioned, walking over to the door. She could probably interface with it the same way, right? Cutting around the panel and then working the wire together with her interface.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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Lisianna was pretty relaxed on the way to the village, until they got close at least. The closer they got, the more her guard was up. She did manage to relax again once the village was in sight. As the entered the village proper, she was thankful that it was more peaceful than she thought it would be. The people were understandably cautious. She waved at the children that seemed to be interested in their arrival before assumedly their mother dragged them back home. After all, it was pretty cool to see a bunch of adventurers. Liz herself was always impressed by the people fully armored when she was a child.

She looked around town to see who would be the best to ask about who had wrote the request, Quille mentioned she wanted to scout out the forest. She didn't have an practical qualms about it herself, but Hyseleia did have a point. "I think our clingy serpent makes a good point, Quille." The swordswoman gave a small smile and patted the Dark Elf woman on shoulder. "Lets hear them out a little bit and see what we're looking for and where." Almost immediately, however, the snake-woman wandered off on her own.

"What did that idiot..." The woman groaned as he quickly walked over to where Hyseleia was saying something rather rude things to a fairly overweight man. As she arrived, she gave a light (for her) smack on the back to the Lamia woman. She then hissed at her, "At least call him stout or portly or something not so insulting dummy." She then turned towards the man, "I apologize for my friend. She skipped all her class on how not to be incredibly rude. But what she said was true. A-about the matter of investigating these dire matters about. Would you know anything? Or, perhaps, point us to someone that would?"

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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Amalie was quite intent on what the machine was doing. She was moatly focused on the door and her display, her focus divided between the two. Then, a sharp bang from the door and a message telling her to havr a nice day and that the obstruction was cleared followed soon by the door lifting made her cheer in excitement, "It worked like a charm!"

This cheering was the disrupted by Khalisa's warning and feeling a small rock bounce off her shoulder as Amalie finally noticed the roof was about to fall in in them! "Ah." She mentioned for half a second. "Aaah!" She then screamed as she scrambled to hastily remove the wires from her connector. It took a few seconds but she managed to do so.

Free from the doorpad, the engineer turned to the door and in a panic activated the thrusters on her suit to get her past the doorway where she didn't quite stick the landing and fell flat on her butt. She only hoped that that the ceiling was more stable past the threshold.

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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"Wish I could make more of this out. I'll have to get some help on updating the language model later." Amalie mentioned aloud. "System remote override shutdown by Admin SolOS.Gala?" The elf questioned as she pondered if this was related to her or something that happened prior. That aside, there was an obstruction in the door which was pretty obvious by the grinding sound. That would need to be rectified before the door could be opened. "Power Level minimal, generator in maintenance." She mentioned to her co-workers. "There's also an obstruction in the door, as I'm sure you were aware from that grinding noise we heard in the door."

"Well, there is an automated diagnostic tool... And it says it can remove the obstruction, though it might need more power to actually do that. If you two had any ideas on that end." She continued, ready to input a an affirmative for the diagnostic. "Now, unless you two have an objection, I'm going to give this a try." Amalie said, waiting a small few seconds for objections before she initiated the diagnostic. If it worked, good. If it didn't, well, they'd have to figure it out.

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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"Lisianna Bren. Just call me Liz, however. My father is the captain of the guard around here. My mother is a teacher at the Mage's College." Her eyes drifted over the serpentine woman by her side. "It's how I know this sassy reptile here." She threw her arm around the snake woman's shoulder like they were best of friends. It looked a slight bit odd considering the slight difference in height between the two, even with Lisianna's rather tall height. From this position, she took a look at the quests in Hyseleia's hands and she looked at the one that was not about griffins in particular. The griffin quest was brought up for the conversation, but she started to ponder "One of them even tried to lure my daughter away from town."

"That said, we could also consider the other quest we have. All things considered, a griffin is a rather deadly quarry even if it would be domesticated to some extent." The spellsword mentioned. "The quest from Everett seems rather pressing in my opinion. Perhaps it's just my guard instinct to prioritize civilians over animals, but I'd prefer this one if everyone is fine with that." She looked between the two elves in the group, mostly because it was a little difficult to croon her neck to turn and look at the Lamia directly from this position.

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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"Well, their sound walls are probably what's keeping the rest of the ceiling from crushing our entire operation here, at the very least." Amalie mentioned as she looked closer at the keypad. "I can bypass it probably. No visible ports to plug into... Unfortunate. Doesn't mean I can't though. I might just have to get a little... creative." The elf said, as she got closer to observe it. Firstly, she tried to read some of the ancient script but that was a herculean task at this point in time. She then looked at it to find any points on it that might allow her to remove it from the wall so she could access the wiring inside. "I can probably do something with the wires. Wonder if Monique would get mad if I surgically remove this from the wall." The elf mused her options if there was no obvious way to either get inside the keypad or past it to see the wires connected to it. "It's good that at least there's power. Might be a bit difficult to open the door otherwise."

Unless there's some other, notable better option at hand, she holds up her right hand index finger and activates the laser cutter from it. It's a rather short beam that made it easy to make small, measured and controlled cuts. "This might take a bit. I don't want to damage the actual machinery or the wires. Just the wall immediately around it so I can try to either repair or, as you said, bypass this keypad."

Sword and Dungeon: An Adventurer's Guild-based Fantasy RP

Lisianna Bren

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"It says the griffin's favorite treat is beef hearts. If we lure it in with that, perhaps it would be willing to let us approach it?" Lisianna mentioned, thinking of the wording. "Then subdue it somehow and then bring it back it's owner. Maybe I could even ride it back if it has a saddle on it somehow." Liz mentioned, laughing a small bit to herself. "I've rode a horse before. Maybe it's the same experience." This one was most likely a joke, though, given the chance? She'd probably try it. "We can always give it a shot. It's probably the same griffin as the other listing so if we are forced to put the thing down, we can at least complete the other quest, I suppose." She didn't seem fond of putting such a creature down, but what must be done must be done. "Anyway, griffin retrieval sounds like an interesting experience. I'm in."

The Metian Institute: Project Gungnir

Amalie Brunnenhild

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Amalie had mutedly accepted the helmet, taking her time to study it before handing it back before they finally got moving into work. There was no lack of concern on the elf's face as she, Regis and Khalisa wandered into the makeshift tunnel. She held her arms up defensively as if something were going to fall on her at any minute, though, nothing did. It really took no time at all for the group to make it's way past the passageway and into the next room.

Amalie looked interested as the trio entered the room. It was collapsed to an annoying degree, but she could see all the non-functional machines and, almost worryingly, blue mist coming out of a vent. She looked over the room before setting her view on the keypad and the door. That looked frustrating to get to. As Khalisa asked if someone could get the door working, she looked over the mess that seemed to be there. "Hopefully." Was her reply, looking over the best way to get to it. "I just need access to it. Help me move this shelf and whatever that vehicle is. I'd love to take a look at that later if time permits, however." She mentioned, carefully moving closer to the door to examine it.

It was then that her device sounded in her ear. "Testing...testing, this is Monique! Hows everyone doing? Any problems getting in so far?"

The elf thought about how to start replying to that. "Amalie here. On Mister Meynolt, Khalisa and my side we need to displace some machinery and a shelf and repair a door. I might have to do a bit of rewiring or something of the sort." Her tone was fairly matter of fact.