equipment orientation ♔ monday afternoon

[lissatrinall]

WHO || Lis'sa Trinall, Katniss, Myrilandel, Andrea, Arthur, Merlin, Riddick, and James
WHAT || Equipment Briefing
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Dragon's Hoard Laboratory
WHEN || Monday, February 13th, 1:00pm
HOW || Actionspam; don't feel obligated to tag all threads!  Just whichever ones you want to play out your char's reactions to / questions 

Lis'sa meets the squires inside the laboratory, behind its "Biohazard" labelled doors. She doesn't really offer much of a greeting, or even introduce herself - just waits inside the strange multi-storied library section until everyone is gathered, and then instructs them to follow her up the steps.  A great deal of models are suspended from the ceiling that look like space age designs for jet planes, cars, boats, and any number of other things. There are other objects that are much more inexplicable: a giant silver ball, suspended by several rods, for example.

There's another set of doors at the end of the balcony, and she swipes an access card through a reader besides them. They depress with a space age his. revealing a clean white laboratory, with rows and rows of tables and lab equipment set up. Numerous knights buzz around in white lab coats, working under microscopes and on computers, conferring over a number of projects.

"This way," she instructs simply, not sparing the lab a second glance, heading for a door on the left hand side of the room.  She presses a hand against the panel there, and the red light changes to green, unlocking the door for everyone's access.

Beyond is a very long room, with rows of labelled cases and cabinets with transparent glass revealing what's inside.  Lis'sa steps crisply to the other side of the large stainless steel table.

Comments

[spymaster]

[This? This has his eye, and where the rest are staring and questioning and such, James is just once more looking.

Like a creeper maybe, really, because his gaze is rather intense to be looking at the gadgets. But this is after she's finished talking, as he was paying close attention as to how she had been behaving, acting. Not making eye contact until then? Well just what was going on here now...

But no his interest is more on the gadgets for the moment and he looks like he is seriously debating taking one to study but is holding himself back, instead crouching down to peer at them from table level to try and look at them from different angles.]

[lissatrinall]

[She still notes his piqued curiosity, sliding down to his end behind the table, and picking up the piece he's currently examining, which is a man's ring.]

An ultra high frequency single digit sonic agitator. I wouldn't suggest activating it in here.

[spymaster]

[Oh, that's, not what he was expecting but he's just going to nod, standing up straight now.]

No, no of course not. No one here would take to it kindly I suspect. Internal power source, activated how may I ask?

[lissatrinall]

You have to apply equal pressure to two points on either side, and twist it 180 degrees.

[spymaster]

Fascinating. [And yes he's just hand waving that right now, with his fingers. It is interesting to him, really.] And the others, various other devices to aide in, other situations, just what else is there?

[lissatrinall]

A large number of things here are surveillance devices, explosives, sensors to indicate the presence of certain things, trackers, distraction devices, scramblers... [She shrugs] Are you looking for something specific?

[spymaster]

[More nodding, more thinking as he looks things over.] No, merely curious as to what you have, put into such small things is all. It is all rather curious to me, really.

[lissatrinall]

I take it you aren't accustomed to this sort of espionage equipment?

[spymaster]

Nothing this advanced no. And my own, expertise isn't, so refined to work that small. [He gently taps his chest to indicate the machine under his shirt in reference to his own work.]

[lissatrinall]

Well, I imagine you'll have plenty of time to get accustomed to it.

[spymaster]

I imagine I will, indeed. [And now he's reaching for something else, blindly really, staring down at the table.]