Kista Bralor
Gunslinger
[SIZE=18pt]Stopping Power (Past Thread / Development Thread)[/SIZE]
Location: Kista’s Home /Her father’s laboratory
Time Line: Kista age 14
Development: Research for a Mandalorian ripper pistol, five slotted cylinder, with 50 caliber rounds.
Post Count: 1
The sounds of slender fingers littlie tap away at keys on a keyboard.
[Impute User Name] Kista Bralor
[Enter Password] Hardluck
“Let’s see what we can find”, Kista now logged in started to look through her dad’s data base. She had a general idea of what she wanted. “What to do”, she slowly clicked through different categories. At the screen there were several choices. “Capital ships”, her eye brows perked up. “Interesting, but no”, her eyes scrolled down the list to the next category. “Assault Walkers”, she shook her head, “nope, that is not it!”“Armors”, her eyes gleaming with excitement on that one, “You I shall look at later!”
There were several other categories after the one she was look at right now. The one she was look at right now,”There you are!” “Firearms”, she said while nearly bouncing out of her seat!
Clicking the option of firearms, more options came up. The first two categories were on the obvious, pistols and then rifles. “Yes” Ksita said with, or more like sang. It was in a lovely tune of glee. “Pistols”, she sang out the next word too!
“Kista what are you doing”, Kista’s dad had stopped banging on the forge.
“Just study pistols on your computer”, she yelled out so her dad could hear her.
“That is terrific sweetie but could you go over and check the temp regulator. I don’t think the actuator is revolving”, he dad asked. He would have himself if he could walk away from the forge. Timing and heat was critical. One false move and he could create a flaw that would weaken the piece he was forging.
“Ok daddy”, Kista got up from her seat and then looked back over at the computer. “Don’t go anywhere”, she pointed at the computer being a bit silly. The she got up to go help out her dad.