Post by Zidane Tribal on Oct 23, 2018 6:31:42 GMT -5
Zidane allowed his gaze on Dagger to linger. He did worry about her sometimes. While she could handle herself, she was never all that good with denying her duty as a leader. Others came first and she did to expertly wield her authority, but she often drive herself to exhaustion. He shook his head, his beloved was the stars in his sky, but he'd be her clouds if ever she was tired of the longing stares from those below that covered all she could grant them... His attention shot back to Blaise who did to call him Sir Knight,. Ugh, no!
"What?!" Zidane sputtered. Before he had the inclination to correct the mage he would go on like Quina went on about cutlery. Man he didn't know... a fork was a fork. "I don't think it was Magicite." Zidane seemed familiar with the power source, surprisingly.
His time in Ivalice was not a days journey. Before Invincible had found him he had traveled from the Saandseas to the edge of the Jagds at the world's end. Ivalice was his second home and while a great place to visit, especially Bhujerba, and he spent a long time looking for a way to use this energy source to replace the one used by Terrans to make... That Kuja used for... But it was no use.
"Maybe it was me, cause I can't use mayic, but I couldn't get Magicite to work." He rubbed the back of his head. He wasn't quite from Gaia either, but shared souls with it. "I don't think Gaians can use the stuff." He'd admit since he was under no Oath to dictate whether or not he should tell someone he wasn't from the neighborhood!
"I don't know what a Paling is, but I can imagine what people would do if they had something like this.." Zidane allowed the comment to hang because Blaise should know how people were.
A person as fine, but people we're dumb, panicky animals and with the Mist back their inclination for considering darker acts was ten fold! A power like that... When rthey approached the Moogle Blaise called out as well. The little guy seemed focused on the machines. He wasn't a mechanic so the thief's understanding was about as much as one would think! He folded his arms behind his head, letting his digits link together and create a nest for the back of his head.
"Right." They didn't one any of those exploding. He looked to Blaise and laughed at his reaction. "You can relax. Titles and junk kinda put people on edge if they aren't, like nobles..." Even Dagger hated that sort of formality. He leaned close. "It's also probably a good idea just to not refer to Da-- Garnet as Queen, if we aren't at some high tail function." She'd like appreciate it.
Zidane walked over to the mess of machine. Rolling his arms he would reach down and give a section of the heavy metal a good hoist and push it aside to reveal that, whatever these were had quite the hardware. Zidane like put Mogrid's life on stall for s good ten years with his action as it could have triggered the machines to, well, boom! The engines and internal workings, while bereft of mist, seemed to use engines similar to that old boat the Regant had lent them. What was it called?
"Kinda like the Blue Narciss." It had been a sailing ship but had a modified motor that pushed them through the water if they hit dead sea. "You know what if Blaise is right too? Like they were using magic? Maybe not Magicite or something." But why did he think that?
Something alienated the machine from any other kind of machine on Gaia and with Lindblum being the center of technological development: it wasn't farfetched that the old man would gsin access to something unique or queer concerning machines.
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