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[zombiewolf]

The ruins of the City may be disheartening to the rest of the crew, but Kyladriss wasn't concerned with repairs of any kind. She stalked through the streets dragging a pile of robot parts on a large awning she'd salvaged from one of the buildings, inspecting fallen enemies with a critical eye.

She ignored circuitry and smaller parts in favor of larger pieces of sheet metal, prying the pieces off with her bare hands. It may not be saronite, but she supposed it would do.

When she judged she had enough scrap to at least cover her person, she dragged her claim across the city to Hiccup's workshop, where she had been told she could find a blacksmith. Unlike in Stormwind, it seemed that finding one here was a rare feat. Luckily this one was also a Councilor, and made it easy to track him down.

Kyladriss dragged the scrap to his front door and sat down beside it to wait.

(OOC: You can run into Kyladriss in the city while she's salvaging or while she's waiting for Hiccup, just note it in your comment.)

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During salvaging

[elementofloyalty]

"Looking for something?"

Rainbow Dash poked her head down to look at what Kyladriss was doing. Upside-down, since she had just dove down from the sky, then stopped in midair.

[zombiewolf]

Kyladriss had seen winged horses before, certainly - rare though they were. But talking winged horses, especially tiny, brightly-colored ones, were definitely outside of her realm of experience.

Her first instinct was to protect her prize, and she positioned her body between Rainbow Dash and the pile of scrap, hunching her shoulders. "I require a set of armor. Until now I did not have the materials to salvage - now I do."

[elementofloyalty]

"Armor, huh?" She rubbed her chin thoughtfully with one hoof. "Applejack was looking for some of that too. You know someone who makes it?"

[zombiewolf]

"There is one of the Councilors, Hiccup. He is a blacksmith." She hadn't actually met him in person and so had no idea how skilled he was, but there wasn't exactly a variety in the market.

"I am taking this to his forge when I have gathered enough."

[elementofloyalty]

"You don't have enough yet?" She finally righted herself, looking at the metal sheet again. "I'll help you look. What should I look for? I need some extra for Applejack, if she's really gonna stick to wanting armor--" which Dash doubted -- "but I don't mind splitting it if you tell me what's good."

[zombiewolf]

Kyladriss hesitated. Having to split her take would mean more time before she could go camp out in front of Hiccup's forge, which meant there was a chance she would miss him.

But two pairs of eyes were more efficient at spotting usable scrap than just one pair. Kyladriss doubted the... whatever it was had the strength to salvage the parts, which meant she would be doing most of the work, but perhaps she could convince it to pull the awning.

"Very well," she said. "For armor it is best to find large sheets of metal. I have been salvaging torsos where I can. The constructs that rolled into a ball have curved sheeting - that is valuable for shoulder armor."

[elementofloyalty]

She made a face at the mention of 'torsos' -- seriously, gross. But she studied the metal Kyladriss had just pulled up.

"Hey, I think I saw one of those back that way!" she said, pointing a hoof off to one side -- and then before the worgen could say anything she was gone, a rainbow trail in the air marking her passage.

Before that could even properly fade, she was back, hovering in midair with a battle droid gripped firmly between her forehooves. "No, it was one of these. Is this any good?" She peered over its shoulders at the chest area.

Yeah, ponies were pretty strong, and Rainbow Dash was a pretty strong pony.

[zombiewolf]

Impressive. It seemed like her initial assessment of the pony was flawed - she could actually be of help.

Kyladriss reached out and grabbed the battle droid by the faceplate, relieving her of the burden of carrying it. She sat down on the street and began methodically dismembering the robot so that she could better pry the armored sections away from their circuitry. "It is better to have more materials than less," she said, apparently unaware of how disturbing some may find her. "Whether or not it can be used, I am unsure, but I am gathering as much raw material as I can. The blacksmith will tell us if any of it is usable."

[elementofloyalty]

"That makes it easy then! I'll have you a stack to your ears in no time at all!"

Rainbow Dash flew off again, visible not terribly far away as she swooped down to pick up some shattered chunk of robot. She promptly flew back, dropped it in a pile, then shot off again. With a good cause and a friend's need motivating her, she wanted this done FAST!

Looking for scrap

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"Guess you're not with the cleanup crew, then." Zouichi shed his helmet, placing it on top of the large black bike he'd been using to get around while scouting out the damage to the City. "Long time no see. You doing all right?"

Re: Looking for scrap

[zombiewolf]

Here was the strange person she remembered from when she'd first fallen out of the pods. His inquiry after her welfare was unexpected - she hadn't exactly interacted with much of the crew and doubted she had particularly endeared herself to anyone.

"I was not injured severely in the battle," she said by way of reply. "No thanks to my lack of battle plate. That is what I am attempting to rectify."

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

An enigma, indeed.

"So you're going to try and get some made out of scrap metal?" Zouichi frowned a little. "Well, it's not like I'm an expert in plate mail, but... it didn't do the robots much good. You sure you wouldn't be better off in some of that Thorn Armor or something?"

[zombiewolf]

"It is true that it is not saronite," Kyladriss said, looking over her pile of scrap. She tapped one of her claws on the blade of her sword - it made a strange whispering tang, the sound of saronite metal. "But with enchantments, it will perhaps suffice."

If it didn't, she'd take her frustrations out by beating something senseless in the Sensoriums and then figure out another plan.

"I will wait for the blacksmith's decision on whether these materials are suitable. Some of the constructs - robots - were quite impervious to my blade. I am searching for those primarily."

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really familiar with saronite, but if you can describe what those robots looked like, I can probably help you search for them. You want their main carapaces, right?"

Zouichi had really been too busy exploding robots to take much note of what they were made of. Maybe she meant the Terminators.

[zombiewolf]

Kyladriss nodded, indicating the awning covered in scrap with one clawed hand. "There were those that traveled by rolling into a ball - but perhaps their durability came from their shield, because I do not find it difficult to accidentally bend the plates when I am removing them. Then there were the humanoids constructs with the red eyes, that could not be stopped by any of my means. The creatures with the single eye are not intelligent enough to be a threat but their armor plating is impressive."

The destruction droids, terminators and daleks. That's what Kyladriss was after, although she'd take bits of scrap from other things if those were in short supply.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"Okay, got it." Out of all of them, Zouichi had had the most contact with the Terminators, and their ability to keep going despite all damage to deter them had... well, kind of impressed him. He didn't know much about those Daleks, but he could keep an eye out for them, too.

He looked around, spotted one of the larger piles of rubble, then began sifting through it, lifting heavy beams carefully out of the way as one might put aside children's toys. There were benefits to enhanced strength. "Anyway, not everyone came out of that in one piece. I guess we're lucky in that regard."

[zombiewolf]

Kyladriss considered the cuts on her arms - cuts that she would have to have stitched closed, as they would not heal themselves. "Luck had nothing to do with it," she said. "The unskilled rely on the skilled to protect them. I have the ability, I used it, I survived."

She was very matter-of-fact about the whole robots attacking the ship thing. Such things weren't exactly commonplace on Azeroth, but they did have elementals randomly rupturing into their capital cities and dragons torching whole districts. Sudden crisis was the norm, and Kyladriss found some measure of comfort in the fact that it was no different here.

[boobhat]

It was time to open the shop for the day and get to work.

Except, you know, there was a wolf-person waiting for him at the door. That made his eyes go wide for a moment, but then, like all of the stranger sights he saw on the ship, he got right over it. Living on Stacy had a tendency to make you just shrug it off if people didn't look human.

She was probably a potential customer so Hiccup flashed her wide grin.

"What can I do you for?"

[zombiewolf]

He wasn't exactly what Kyladriss was expecting. For one thing, she thought that the Council would be composed of adults, and he was... well, she'd known younger humans to pick up weapons and fight, but he wasn't yet grown.

She picked herself up off the ground with slow, deliberate movements. When she finally stood at her full height - easily six feet - she looked down at him with her glowing blue eyes. "I am Kyladriss of the Ebon Blade," she said, her voice a scratchy growl. "We spoke on the devices. You informed me you were a blacksmith." She gestured at the pile of scrap she'd salvaged from the robots in the city. "If this material will suit, I require a set of armor."

[boobhat]

She was fairly intimidating but he tried his best to be pleasant. It was a practiced thing, something he'd learned to do with people that looked scary over time.

"Sure thing. Let's get it all inside and then I'll take your measurements."

He hefted up a chunk of the scrap, making quite an effort to do so. Luckily, all his work with Zuko hadn't been for naught. While he struggled a little, physical strength-wise he was able to lift a good deal more while blacksmithing than he had when he was younger and working with Gobber.

[zombiewolf]

Kyladriss watched him drag the piece of scrap into his workshop, her lips twitching over her fangs. Worgen smiles were unsettling. She tried not to do it.

She picked up the edges of the awning and dragged the whole haul into Hiccup's workshop. "Some of this is for a pony named Applejack, although I am not sure if she has come to you yet. Whatever is not required for my set must go to her, or I will be in breech of a contract."

The death knight looked around the forge curiously. It was the first place on the ship that truly felt familiar - it reminded her of so many hundreds of blacksmith shops she'd been in on Azeroth.

[boobhat]

"Where did you get this?" Hiccup asked, dumping the scrap on the floor of his forge, examining it closely. "For scrap, this is pretty good quality metal."

It was easy to scavenge for metal in the city, but it wasn't always metal that was of a good enough quality to work with.

[zombiewolf]

"The recent attack supplied me with more than enough material. It was difficult to find constructs that were not so heavily damaged by the crew as to be unsalvagable."

Kyladriss left out the fact that she'd spent days dismembering robots instead of checking in with the rest of the crew to help with rebuilding efforts. She needed armor more than the crew needed her assistance, at least in her mind.

[boobhat]

Hiccup got out his measuring tape.

"Now what exactly are you looking for? There's a lot that can be done in terms of armor, but a lot depends on how much mobility you want. And I'm going to take a guess that your internal organs are similar enough to a human's that the same things need to be guarded, right? Head? Torso?"

It was always good to ask. For all he knew with some people, they had brains in their elbows or something and that would change how the armor should be made because different vital parts needed to be protected.

[zombiewolf]

"It is difficult to find helms which fit and which I can see out of," Kyladriss said. "I am used to plate armor, as my role in battle is to withstand the damage and attract the most attention."

She stood a little awkwardly, hunched over despite the fact that head was lower than the ceiling by several inches. "It will also require several enchantments, but I cannot say whether it will be more useful to forge them in or add them later." He would notice when he got closer that despite what her wolfish appearance would suggest, her body temperature was very cold. She also didn't breathe spontaneously, only when she needed to speak.