[So. He can do this. This isn't the first time he's been assigned missions and told to figure things out. The mission doesn't surprise him at all. Instead, he nods to himself and sets his eyes on the group around him, determined to find the three people he needs and convince them to let him borrow their items to create something...different.]
A.)
[Yeah okay you really do not want to approach him? For anyone who met John in the evening on the first day it's easy to see that he's far more chipper and alert than he was. Feeling marginally better and not straying too far from his friends, John can be found sitting on the sand and mulling over his task.
Fusion. Alchemizing? He can do that. That's not even a big deal. The trouble, of course, is that he doesn't know if he can ever learn to control how things fuse. That'll be the fun part.
So anyone who approaches will find him wandering the beach, looking for anything he can pick up. Upon being spotted, though, he'll give a grin.]
How do you feel about a treasure hunt?
B.)
[Later he can be found seated on the ground with a pile of things at his side. In his hands is a Chinese fingertrap-type object and he's shifting through an array of other objects. After a moment, he picks up what looks like a butter knife and he holds it up to the toy, narrowing his eyes in concentration before the two objects fuse together...and become a silver cylinder with dull blades sticking out on each end, heavy in his hand and leaving John to frown in discontent.]
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A.)
[Yeah okay you really do not want to approach him? For anyone who met John in the evening on the first day it's easy to see that he's far more chipper and alert than he was. Feeling marginally better and not straying too far from his friends, John can be found sitting on the sand and mulling over his task.
Fusion. Alchemizing? He can do that. That's not even a big deal. The trouble, of course, is that he doesn't know if he can ever learn to control how things fuse. That'll be the fun part.
So anyone who approaches will find him wandering the beach, looking for anything he can pick up. Upon being spotted, though, he'll give a grin.]
How do you feel about a treasure hunt?
B.)
[Later he can be found seated on the ground with a pile of things at his side. In his hands is a Chinese fingertrap-type object and he's shifting through an array of other objects. After a moment, he picks up what looks like a butter knife and he holds it up to the toy, narrowing his eyes in concentration before the two objects fuse together...and become a silver cylinder with dull blades sticking out on each end, heavy in his hand and leaving John to frown in discontent.]
Shit.
[So that happened. Please advise.]