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Post by Vitsheep on Sept 3, 2019 11:21:06 GMT -5
"An impressive ability," Iseult says. She puts a hand to her glasses and concentrates. "We'll go for a more modernized, sleek interior, a bit on the artsy side... but naturally there's only one choice for the outer appearance." Iseult concentrates on the form of a small, stone castle complete with a moat and outer wall - that decision may be coming from having those accursed reporters so close.
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Post by Malefio on Sept 6, 2019 6:19:40 GMT -5
As Iseult smashes the pile of materials, they start flying in pieces, as if levitating, then seem to replace themselves little by little into the desired shape. First, they form into a gigantic rectangular shape, with a prismatic triangular base. This seems to catch the attention of the camera crew and they seemingly start filming.
When the shape is complete, the rectangle smashes into the ground, forming the desired moat, then reforms itself into a wall of stone, then places itself just after the moat. A hole then forms into the wale, then some pieces of metal flies to it to form a gate, while pieces of wood are put into place to form a drawbridge.
Stones continue flying in the air and just crash into each other, forming a medieval castle in terms of seconds, small towers at each corner. Some leftover tissues float in the air, fusing with some remaining metals to form 5 flags, which places themselves on the pointy rooftop of the castle.
The Hammer looks at the castle, then at Iseult.
"Well, ma'am... Are you satisfied? If you want some modifications, you can always smash the castle again!
Oh... And for the water to be in the moat... I'll deal with it during the night... It'll be done tomorrow."
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Post by Vitsheep on Sept 8, 2019 11:38:45 GMT -5
"No, no. This is excellent," Iseult says. "Nicely done. But if you'll excuse me, I need to deal with these pests..."
The wig and glasses should be enough to hide my identity, but I suppose we should put on a show.
Iseult reaches down and pulls her circlet out of her hip pouch. She puts it around her head and it unfurls into a half-helm that covers the top of her face. A tap on her chest and shoulder plates and a half-sized chestplate reveal themselves. She adjusts the short sword on her waste and makes sure her shield is set. With a nod, she approaches the reporters, draws her sword, and thrusts it into the air.
"Today we officially complete preparations on the Academy of the White Sail, where students will train to maximize their potential as a hero and an investigator with minimal reliance on powers. I will remind you - ALL of you - that these students are all minors and as such are NOT to be interviewed without permission from both myself and their guardians. Any of you who create unnecessary distractions which prevent our students from learning can expect to hear from our legal team. If you have any requests for official statements, address them to myself, Miss Flight, or THE DIRECTOR."
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