Sah had lightning, so that was right out. Tal shuddered to think what the Thunder might say about him 'copying' his style. The teasing would be unbearable. It was hard to think of something so insubstantial as air being weaponized. In weather, sure, but as part of a glaive? Tal's imagination drew a blank. And earth was equally weird to think about. If he'd spent more time outside of Halo he might have come up with plant-based weaponry, but his inexperience proved to be his undoing. So he just shrugged uncomfortably and moved to the other question Deimos asked, perking up a little at having an answer to that, at least. "Somethin' with some distance. Thirty feet or so? Even fifteen would be better'n nothing." And the glaive itself would give him three or four extra feet of reach as well. Every little bit helped when he was trying to stay out of his opponent's range.
He caught Deimos's narrowed gaze and grinned unrepentantly at the tacit disapproval. "Fiiiine." He heaved a theatrical sigh, attempting (unsuccessfully) a martyred look that kept falling flat when his lips twitched back towards that grin. "I've got an hour til my next pickup. Where d'you need me?"{/b} He might not have the technical experience to know how to assemble or repair a siege weapon, but he could lift, carry, hold, measure, or cut fresh beams to spec if someone else directed him.
He caught Deimos's narrowed gaze and grinned unrepentantly at the tacit disapproval. "Fiiiine." He heaved a theatrical sigh, attempting (unsuccessfully) a martyred look that kept falling flat when his lips twitched back towards that grin. "I've got an hour til my next pickup. Where d'you need me?"{/b} He might not have the technical experience to know how to assemble or repair a siege weapon, but he could lift, carry, hold, measure, or cut fresh beams to spec if someone else directed him.
