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[dodgeouttahell]

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[dodgeouttahell]

Shocking? Does it channel thunder, or something?

[prozaic]

You've seen my Arts, yes? It burns you in that form.
But the second form my Arts takes is similar to electricity, or lightning. It hurts quite a bit more.

[dodgeouttahell]

I've felt something similar, I believe. Got a few zaps myself, really.

[prozaic]

Then you understand that I must take precautions, yes? This shield helps me protect myself from myself.

[dodgeouttahell]

I understand, yes. Is it very heavy? It looks massive.

[prozaic]

It comes up to my waist. [given how long shalem's legs are? that's substantial.]
But it is indeed heavy. Most of its weight comes from the thickness of the outer shells, but there are wiring systems inside to help me with my Arts, so it's not merely a thick slab of different steel alloys melded together.

[dodgeouttahell]

[Here goes nothing, but the lad is thrumming with excitement.]

Could I try holding it? Just to see what it's like?

It's okay if you don't want me to, mind. I understand being without it around here can make people a lot wearier.

[prozaic]

I could be convinced, as long as you promise to take care. I'm sure it will come out fine, but you might not, if you're careless.

[dodgeouttahell]

Absolutely, Shalem. You can count on me.

[In the distance, someone is doing a little jig.]

[prozaic]

I will let you know of a time and place for our next training session, and you can handle it then.

[dodgeouttahell]

I'll be waiting!