that far behind
us. But 1000 years from now it’s going to be like bringing your kid brother
along and I for one am not going to be too into that.
Well, maybe once or twice but not as a regular thing.”
Greg nodded. “We also need elite pairings.”
Paul raised and pointed a finger at Greg. “Good idea.”
“Are we going to give them the telepathic armor too?”
Emily asked. “Or save that for the ‘Masters?’”
“I don’t know,” Paul said, knowing that it was in
prototype stage at the moment. “What we give ourselves isn’t the same, and we
can’t overload the others with a lot of changes all on the same level.”
“They’re going to have their hands full with the psionics
if we can learn to share them,” Greg pointed out. “That and a choice in armor
should be all we throw at them.”
“Agreed,” Bo said, now with a clean plate, “but are we
renaming it?”
“Mage fits with the psionics being added, in theory,”
Greg said. “Not sure exactly how that will work. The requirements might need to
be easy just to get them all up and going.”
Emily nodded, thinking along the same lines. “Mage
should be the hard hitting psionic requirements. We can keep the current level
progression we’ve mapped out, that way you and Morgan don’t get in a hissy fit
by resetting them, then add the new ones when we get
access to them.”
Bo shook his head. “We really need them all unlocked first, otherwise we’re going to have people marked ahead of
where they should be.”
“Can’t be helped at the moment,” Greg said, “but we
can get the armor mod going.”
“Work on it, guys,” Paul said as he stood up and Bo
followed suit. “Right now it’s time for training.”
“Isn’t it always,” Emily said, getting up as well.
“I’ll get back to you later today,” Greg told Paul. “Already starting to get some ideas.”
“I thought you might,” he said as the four of them
abandoned the table and returned their trays before splitting up and heading
off to various training facilities within Atlantis. Paul and Bo went together,
but he made a mental note to stop by and have a chat with Wilson later in the
day and see if he could offer any insights as to how they might progress
forward. Even though he wasn’t an Archon he had always been the training
master, more often than not cluing them in to new ways to approach problems that
they then expanded upon.
If you were ever stuck he was the go to guy for help
with training issues or all around advice.
6
“Ready?” Paul asked.
“Whenever you are,” Bo answered, toeing the starting
line next to Paul while Jason watched from behind.
With the slap of the starting pedestal Paul took off
with Bo matching him stride for stride up to the first barrier and both of them
jumping up on top of it and walking across three narrow beams only 2 inches
wide. Paul took the middle lane and Bo the right, with numerous thud launchers
activating and targeting the two of them from above, ahead, behind, and from
underneath. As per the rules of the course Paul couldn’t use his bioshield and
neither of the Archons could create a telekinetic field to deflect the thuds
with. They had to intercept each one individually, catching, bouncing, or
deflecting them in order to keep their balance.
As he walked, Paul sensed the incoming thuds with his
Pefbar extended out nearly to its limits, giving him a split second warning for
each which was just enough time to create a hand-sized Lachka field that he
placed in their path, knocking down each one individually as he cycled about
mentally from point to point. There were dozens coming in at once, forcing him
to have to create multiple fields simultaneously and each on their own timing,
but he managed well enough. Only a few thuds made it through to hit him and it
wasn’t enough to throw off his balance and dump him into the disqualification
pit below.
He made steady progress across, one step at a time
us. But 1000 years from now it’s going to be like bringing your kid brother
along and I for one am not going to be too into that.
Well, maybe once or twice but not as a regular thing.”
Greg nodded. “We also need elite pairings.”
Paul raised and pointed a finger at Greg. “Good idea.”
“Are we going to give them the telepathic armor too?”
Emily asked. “Or save that for the ‘Masters?’”
“I don’t know,” Paul said, knowing that it was in
prototype stage at the moment. “What we give ourselves isn’t the same, and we
can’t overload the others with a lot of changes all on the same level.”
“They’re going to have their hands full with the psionics
if we can learn to share them,” Greg pointed out. “That and a choice in armor
should be all we throw at them.”
“Agreed,” Bo said, now with a clean plate, “but are we
renaming it?”
“Mage fits with the psionics being added, in theory,”
Greg said. “Not sure exactly how that will work. The requirements might need to
be easy just to get them all up and going.”
Emily nodded, thinking along the same lines. “Mage
should be the hard hitting psionic requirements. We can keep the current level
progression we’ve mapped out, that way you and Morgan don’t get in a hissy fit
by resetting them, then add the new ones when we get
access to them.”
Bo shook his head. “We really need them all unlocked first, otherwise we’re going to have people marked ahead of
where they should be.”
“Can’t be helped at the moment,” Greg said, “but we
can get the armor mod going.”
“Work on it, guys,” Paul said as he stood up and Bo
followed suit. “Right now it’s time for training.”
“Isn’t it always,” Emily said, getting up as well.
“I’ll get back to you later today,” Greg told Paul. “Already starting to get some ideas.”
“I thought you might,” he said as the four of them
abandoned the table and returned their trays before splitting up and heading
off to various training facilities within Atlantis. Paul and Bo went together,
but he made a mental note to stop by and have a chat with Wilson later in the
day and see if he could offer any insights as to how they might progress
forward. Even though he wasn’t an Archon he had always been the training
master, more often than not cluing them in to new ways to approach problems that
they then expanded upon.
If you were ever stuck he was the go to guy for help
with training issues or all around advice.
6
“Ready?” Paul asked.
“Whenever you are,” Bo answered, toeing the starting
line next to Paul while Jason watched from behind.
With the slap of the starting pedestal Paul took off
with Bo matching him stride for stride up to the first barrier and both of them
jumping up on top of it and walking across three narrow beams only 2 inches
wide. Paul took the middle lane and Bo the right, with numerous thud launchers
activating and targeting the two of them from above, ahead, behind, and from
underneath. As per the rules of the course Paul couldn’t use his bioshield and
neither of the Archons could create a telekinetic field to deflect the thuds
with. They had to intercept each one individually, catching, bouncing, or
deflecting them in order to keep their balance.
As he walked, Paul sensed the incoming thuds with his
Pefbar extended out nearly to its limits, giving him a split second warning for
each which was just enough time to create a hand-sized Lachka field that he
placed in their path, knocking down each one individually as he cycled about
mentally from point to point. There were dozens coming in at once, forcing him
to have to create multiple fields simultaneously and each on their own timing,
but he managed well enough. Only a few thuds made it through to hit him and it
wasn’t enough to throw off his balance and dump him into the disqualification
pit below.
He made steady progress across, one step at a time
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