Jumping Around [open]

Cyndra clasped her hands and stretched her arms out. She was pleased with her progress. The thing… hmm, she'd have to come up with something better to call it… the thing for Jump was at a point where trials would be worthwhile.

Pushing her goggles up to her hairline where they acted as a hairband, she murmured, "I wonder what time it is...." Or rather, if it was a reasonable time to call Jump over. The craftswoman could have used one of half a dozen devices to check the hour, but instead she took the opportunity to stand and stretch her legs, walking over to a small window and lifting the makeshift curtain to peer up at the sky. The sun was struggling to make its presence known through the ever present clouds, its low position telling her that it was a little after dawn. "I worked through the night again... Dammit, I gotta stop that." Cyndra shook her head ruefully, mildly irritated by her bad habit but not too concerned about it. She grabbed her PDA from a pocket in her tool belt and typed up a quick message to her friend, informing the blonde that the first prototype (just for objects mind you, no work with humans or alterations thereupon until they could transport something abiotic safely) was ready for testing.

Humming an old tune, Cyndra wandered back to the counter where the device for Jump lay. It was essentially a series of wire laced cords with sensors embedded in straps on all four ends, coming together where they fed into what acted as a small computer. Not too pretty, but aesthetics were completely unnecessary until she had something that worked exactly as desired. And in this case, she wanted to make sure any quirks or surprises were known and understood before Jump took the device out into the field for good.

As she let her gaze shift away from the thing, her eyes fell on one of her other current projects. It was her first time trying to make an automaton, and Cyndra was quite optimistic. Smiling, she reached out and lifted one large paw, working the joints and watching the yet-uncovered mechanisms move in accordance. Noticing a loose wire, she pulled a pair of pliers from her tool belt, then put them back with a sigh. So long as Jump wasn't already busy, her friend ought to arrive soon so she dare not get too involved in anything. Instead, she amused herself by wondering which device Jump would appear out of, or even if she would simply walk through the door this time.

A moment later, a form appeared from the ceiling lights to land gracefully on the floor, solidifying as she fell. As the blonde uncovered her face, Cyndra smiled widely.

"Well hello there! Showing off for someone, are we?" She winked at Jump and chuckled. Not giving the other much of a chance to reply, she stood straight and beckoned with her fingers. "C'mere and take a look!" Lifting the device, Cyndra was careful not to bump anything out of alignment, even though she knew she had attached everything quite securely.

"I hope it's both," commented the street adept cheekily as he removed himself from the dank shadows. He'd been watching the two of them for some time, mainly because he'd finished his contract of stopping a wife from leaving a man. If only that contract hadn't ended with him having to pull the gun on the man: one, it was a waste of a good bullet, two, he didn't want to kill someone just for being in love, and three, he was about to violently rape her, and not only was the wrong, it was also public. 

He'd been walking back to his apartment in the Monkhood, under the watchful eye of 'Monk', when he'd heard Idina's voice. Thinking it was his duty and promise to someone he still held dead, he followed the sound and found her talking with someone who seemed friendly enough. However, as he knew very well, trust was hard to find in this world.

"I'm Clanless," he introduced, sticking his hand out to the woman. "And you are?"

Idina, meanwhile, though her initial reaction to the new voice was one of surprise, relaxed her posture upon seeing the man and smirked, shaking her head. "You don't need to worry, Maker," she urged when she saw the brunette's posture. Brandishing a screwdriver as a weapon... Admittedly, that was miles better than anything she herself could do, although it didn't look intimidating. "He is a good friend of mine, more like a guardian. He shouldn't hurt you." She hoped that her friend wouldn't link his appearance and the title he'd gained from his many successful hits...

"And you," she went on, turning on her heels to face Clanless, "need to learn the fine art of subtlety." She leaned her weight on one leg and tapped the ground with the other foot - perhaps Cyndra would notice that the toes of her boots matched her uncle's. "How long have you been here?"

"A friend, indeed," the street adept smiled as he withdrew his hand from the hesitant girl. He eye the screwdriver in her hand, sneering at it almost condescendingly. "As a contract merc, I can honestly say you'll need to find yourself some better equipment."

With that, he removed first his katana, a surprisingly quick blade despite its startling length. He swung it lightly behind his back a few times, spinning it in circles, before it began to hum with blue red energy like a flame. As he continued to spin, sparks began soaring away from the sharp edge of his sword, only to dissolve in mid-air, as to not burn anything in the girl's shop. This had always been his preferred weapon, especially since guns were such a hassle to repair and maintain.

Then, he tossed to Jump's friend his Carnage pistol; a little top-heavy, to him, but its killing power, stopping-power, and built-in attachments to his vision modifiers made it a perfect tool for when he needed a ranged attack.

Finally, he removed from his belt a line of grenades, each with a colour code on top. Red usually meant smoke. Sometimes, it meant lots and lots of paint. Yellow was flash-bangs, and blue? Blue was really just for emergencies involving particularly nasty kinetics. Less often, he'd have to use it on Sarea and Idina, but only to get them under the radar when they were acting out. That was hardly ever, but he could recall times when it did happen.

"If this is the type of stuff you're planning on bringing into the digital world with that nifty thing, I'd be glad to purchase. Huh..."Phase Enterprises"...nice ring?" He strolled over to Idina after placing his weapons back where they belonged. "And to you, my little Two-Shoes, subtlety is what's kept me alive for so long."

Cyndra frowned at Clanless' remark about her equipment. She had altered every tool she used to fit her specific needs, each item having a variety of uses. Her equipment worked perfectly fine for her line of work, creating not fighting. Although it might be a good idea to craft some sort of weapon, in case she ever needed to defend herself...

Though it seemed like Clanless had more than enough weapons for all the people in her workshop, and she watched with concern as he whirled his katana around. If he disturbed even the smallest thing, she'd... Well, she wasn't certain what she'd do. But she would do something.

Once he had replaced his weapons to their resting spots, she breathed a small sigh of relief and closed her eyes briefly. She smiled at the blondes' banter, surprised at how the lightness and comfort lifted her spirits. And then Jump spoke of her device. Yes good, conversation Cyndra knew and was comfortable in.

"Technically, this should work for both abiotic and biotic. But I wanna make sure I understand how your jumps and traveling work for certain before we move to anything living." Cyndra offered Jump a grin, then started explaining how it worked. Or rather, what her friend needed to know about how to use it. "Pretty much you wrap these ends around the object you wanna carry with you. And then you push this button-" the brunette lifted the small computer and pointed out a rectangular button on the side- "and you can go ahead and jump. Oh, first you've got to connect it to you, or your devices, or something. Like setting it to the same channel sort of thing."