George pootles off up the track ahead of Vengeance for a while as the Professor inspects his thoughtsteel pocketwatch - it seems a remarkable substance, although it sits as a handsome engraved watch when not applying any effort to it, a quick bit of focus reforms it into any medium sized object he can come up with - a high quality sword, a lightweight suit of armour, any number of fine tools, essentially any mechanism that doesn't require electricity applied to it, although thats not to say you couldn't create a mechanism and add a separate motor and power source for instance.
George returns a short while later and a series of apologetic bleeps seem to suggest that they truly are in the middle of the forest, and there are none of the amenities a classy gentleman such as Vengeance requires, and he feels very inadequate as a valet robot. Not even a trouser press!
However, there is an ancient crater the other side of this mountain, and in it there is a small mountain hovering a short enough distance off the ground that none would notice it was flying were they not for detailed scanners. It is however, most definitely flying.
George returns a short while later and a series of apologetic bleeps seem to suggest that they truly are in the middle of the forest, and there are none of the amenities a classy gentleman such as Vengeance requires, and he feels very inadequate as a valet robot. Not even a trouser press!
However, there is an ancient crater the other side of this mountain, and in it there is a small mountain hovering a short enough distance off the ground that none would notice it was flying were they not for detailed scanners. It is however, most definitely flying.
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