Arming the Infinite Mass

[Bolt]

(I am just going to play this is after our meeting thread!)

Zaiden stood in the alcoves of the Temple of the Gods, his mind wandering as he stood there. Though his eyes seemed to be on the Statue of Penumbra, the being that he had been incarnated as, his mind was not on such. He contemplated what the Infinite Empire, as they knew it, was in need of...

"Armor.." Zaiden muttered, then turned and left the building. Heading for the Palace, he began to contemplate who he should call to aid him in the endeavor of creating such. Romeo seemed apt in metallurgical usage, and was someone who worked with his company he heard. Though Damien had been the one to initiate such, not himself.

Ultimatum was another that seemed that they would know a bit about metals and their applications. He nodded silently to himself and after entering his office in the massive building, began to send word to both that he wished to have their help crafting armor of Phrik.

Of course none of them would do the actual crafting, or if they did it would be on but a few while the rest was handled by the workers of the Forges.

[member="Ultimatum"] [member="Romeo Sin"] [member="Lord Zrixtas"]

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum smiled to himself as he put the last touches on the droid body repair. His Defender body had taken quite a few burns from blaster fire awhile ago. While he hadn't had the time to do anything at the time, he had switched bodies so that it didn't take any more damage. Now he was able to finish buffing out the damage. Fortunately blasters were unlikely to damage this body much, given its make of Phrik, but Ultimatum truly disliked the blackened marks left by the scoring.

He clicked a few buttons and the body slipped into a safety position. He turned surprised at the sound of a message. He looked at the text before replying, he was coming. He sent an order through his computer systems to prepare his ship. The droid computer aboard was almost immediate to respond. Five minutes, not the best time, but certainly not the worst. He made his way to the hangar and within half an hour he was in hyperspace, heading towards Valha. Phrik, a useful material, as evidenced by the body that he had just finished repairing. He looked forward to seeing what else would come of this.

[member="Razor Shot"]

 

[Lord Zrixtas]

Zrixtas had decided to stay on Valha for a while after the initial meeting with Zaiden. Taking advantage of the peacefulness of Valha's temples he had decided to go there to learn philosophy from their monks as well as meditate and practice his saber skills in the comfort of the temples that allowed that. It had been a learning experience to be sure but it hadn't tempered Zrixtas in the least when it came to his views of sentient organics but it had lessened them when it came to other organics such as animals and predators, predators which he could respect such as the Tuk'ata sith hounds, The Vornskr and the reptilian hississ were among the predatory philosophy he had come to admire in it's own sense.
On a whim he decided to make one last visit to Zaiden before he left the planet. Taking his speeder made the trip a mere half hour as he could push the machine to it's very limits and he didn't have to worry about his reflexes being to slow to handle such speeds.
Upon arrival in the palace he simply waited to be allowed in as he waited for an audience with Zaiden.

[member="Ultimatum"] [member="Razor Shot"]