The Lounge

"I'm almost finished!" Gears said. I slapped my forehead. "The parts required are a crystal, handle, emitter, balancer, and energy holder. Remember, copy someone if you must, but this is a custom weapon of your creation. Goodbye." Gears said, and went to his quarters. I shrugged.

The twins looked over at Blaze once more, not before high fiving each other once again. This would be fun.

"If the felines are to attack soon, we should prepare." I stated. "Let's start building these energy swords."

The dark adn light users turned around once more and saulted. One light one asked, "Sir, will we construct the swords or forge for parts?"

"Either, but most likely forage."

"Hmm.." The light one paused for a moment, deep in thought. Then, he once again turned to Blaze and asked, "Wouldn't it be easier to craft them? We have tons of people who are experts are making swords and such. Including me and a couple others here."

"I suppose that could be better." I stroked an imaginary beard.

The light user shrugged solemnly, looking over at the 7 others.

Few Hours Later
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I had almost finished my sword, using fire to weld it together. It zapped a bit, stinging my hand. I growled in frustration and kept working. Soon it was finished. It had a handle that was half black rubber for gripping, a mace-looking power holder on the end, a energy bar on it to display how much power it had in it, and a curved emitter with a long hook attatched. It was a totally custom weapon. I saw some making thiers in twos, splitting the gem to make two energy swords. There was a crafty canine who made it have two emitters for two blades.

NRR: at last! I was planning for te canine army to have lightsabers for weeks.

I went out to the training area to test it.

NRR: he will go to the overlook and dice Aikyan soon... Just be patient. At least Blaze isn't the only one who has lied about love nao.

ooc: O.O lightsabers...*drools*

I strutted into the lounge, seeing a bookshelf in the corner and a nice chair. Grinning, I took out a large one titled, "The Forest" and flipped to the first page, slowly reading the small text and large words. I was above average, although I usual read fiction about the city life, not about the forest. It was.. interesting.

A game of air hockey was going on. There was one player that was undefeatable, and he scored another win off a rather burly canine. He just smiled and leaned to the right when he won.

I just put up a thumbs up when he won, though I was already on the 5th chapter of the book.

"Oi, how do ya win so much?" "I don't know, it sorta comes naturally." "Apparently very."

I jsut shrugged at the discussion and kept reading.

A few canines glanced at Sparky, but paid little attention to the 'new recruit.' Nobody but Sparky and myself knew of her status.

Putting down my book, sicne I had finished "Part 1" as it was titled, I took out my guitar from it's case and started to strum it softly. I didn't want to disturb anyone, of course.

An odd, lanky gray coyote named Carson joined in, an old friend of mine. We weren't completely compatible, but he did play a nice guitar with me; besides that, he was hardcore and a bit too devilish for my type. He added a little zing to the beat, and soon we had a ocuple other staring.

(( No, Carson isn't going to be her next love interest xD Just a guy friend. She has a lot of those. ))

NRR: I should hope not.

NRR: I'm suure.

After the little fun, Carson went over to play with the boys at air hockey. I kept playing a little bit.

Eventually, Carson beat the 'Undefeatable.' Everyone cheered, and lined up to play against him.

After strumming, I sighed and jsut kept reading my book. The day was going by slowly, i wondered whrre blaze was but shgrugged off the thought when I got to a good part of the book.

I looked around, inside the lounge. I sat down next to Sparky. "Hi, Sparky. How you doin?" I said calmly.

"Good, good. I've been having an okay time, I guess. How're you, bucko?" I smiled and put my book down.

Friction came in, holding a letter.
"Blaze!" she called over to him, "Clover sent a letter." she basicly shoved him the letter, a sly grin on her face. She was back to her smart @$$ self again, no sob moment glinting in her eyes.

"I'm good, I'm good." I turned to Friction. "Let me see that."