Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-26021384-20171015181420

 Shinra's Perspective 

Sup Pung had been gracious enough to present him with a set of mechanical arms. He couldn't exactly see them, but when she started to situate both arms onto his person and that static feeling shot through from his shoulder down to something he hadn't felt in a while, it just went limp on the table at first. But the sudden pounding of the back of his new left hand on the table made him wince. He could honestly feel the arm.

"Thank you very much. I will learn to properly use these." There was something about the arms that he could feel beyond just the tactile nerve endings. It was that sort of connection he felt with his iron sand when his chakra pathway was attuned to it. Were these made of the same material? He focused and started to make the fingers of both hands move about, forming the various handseals that were forever ingrained in his brain.

After going three years without arms, these new things were enough for him to feel the odd weight and not be accustomed to it. He looked over toward both Obelisk and Myoo. "It seems most of what's left of our gang is here.  We only need lord Keldran now."

"Do either of you wish to play some shogi in the meantime?" He didn't really want to mention anything about Hotaru to Obelisk, but turned his attention back toward Myoo. "To my understanding from that fight all those years back, they are much more tenacious than a human being. And from my understanding of classic literature, the stronger the adversary the more fatal their one weakness is.  The only issue would be trying to discover the weakness for an other worldly enemy."

He was still that grand tactician through and through, but he was severely limited in several regards at this point. But now he was at least moving those fingers of the arms that were alien to him.

 Shien's Perspective 

While he was perusing the festival grounds, he was sticking a bamboo fork into a set of ebiyaki now, having switched from the takoyaki, and bumped in to Sup Pung, Liara and Akui. It was nice to see the others of his generation around these parts. "Hey everyone. How are things going? I just got back from a small expedition, and I've still yet to see any signs of human life."

He waved as he approached, looking to spark up some conversation in the short time before that talent show began and everyone, or mostly everyone, could begin heading over for that big performance routine of the different members of the encampment.