Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170914193031/@comment-32908780-20170917020153

He glanced down to his body, appearing to examine it. "To start, allow me to preface." He turned his attention back to the man, with Charlotte looking like a lost puppy behind him. "In the very, very short time I've been aboard this vessel, I have been subjected to many different people with varying skills, attributes, and abilities. And all this time, I have reflected upon not only what it means to be human, but to be alive." With that, he cleared his throat. "It is to be weak. We are frail, our lives a single shot in the dark." He folded his arms, seeming a bit upset. "We are weak, no? Flesh, blood, bone... it only goes so far." He turned, starting to pace. "I have begun to look over some of the excess material in the ship. I think I have what it takes to create what will be the Ironclad Crusader- The first human-enhancment machine. Think of a new set of armor... one powered by steam and flame, one that emboldens strength and fortitude, one that crushes without mercy its opposition..." He shrugged, looking to his now outstretched palms. "Mechanic... Beats organic."