Severin toiled away in the newly-built Swedish Air Factory. Bits of metal flew there, mercury flowed and solidified here, a few more nukes on that jet, it was absurd all the work an Elementalist had to put into his army.
"I wish my CEA was here to help me with this nuclear fission," Sev muttered bitterly, his mechanical arm handling a glowing green orb of plasma, "I'm starting to get seriously tired."
That was the thing about Severin, he could manipulate the world about him to a near-molecular level, but it took a toll on him. Mass amounts of molecular conversion or immense proportions of telekinesis would make his heartbeat erratic, lungs stop converting CO2 into O2, and it was believed that his spleen would turn a nasty shade of blue.
Horrifying, I know.
Finalizing the new jet, Severin took a mug of Cider and walked to his Command Center, where he was able to watch all the action in London lay out before him.
"Hail to the King, baby," Sev grinned, sipping his mug.
OoC: Just watched the MLP episode where Pinkie says "Okey-dokey-lokey!" My captcha reads "Okey-dokey". THEY KNOW.
"I wish my CEA was here to help me with this nuclear fission," Sev muttered bitterly, his mechanical arm handling a glowing green orb of plasma, "I'm starting to get seriously tired."
That was the thing about Severin, he could manipulate the world about him to a near-molecular level, but it took a toll on him. Mass amounts of molecular conversion or immense proportions of telekinesis would make his heartbeat erratic, lungs stop converting CO2 into O2, and it was believed that his spleen would turn a nasty shade of blue.
Horrifying, I know.
Finalizing the new jet, Severin took a mug of Cider and walked to his Command Center, where he was able to watch all the action in London lay out before him.
"Hail to the King, baby," Sev grinned, sipping his mug.
OoC: Just watched the MLP episode where Pinkie says "Okey-dokey-lokey!" My captcha reads "Okey-dokey". THEY KNOW.