The invention

Smiling nervous was all he could manage to do, technically he had cheated. He had used his own personal teleported instead of making a new one. He had sort of rigged it together. He felt a little bit ashamed of his crude job., he felt like a cheap mechanic. Yet he grabbed the gun and walked outside with it. He felt very nervous to see if it would work as expected.

He walked outside and decided just to fire the gun straight over the fields instead. He didnÂ’t want to test a high up teleportation just in case it teleported people while it was still in the air.

He levelled the sights and fired the gun, the disk however didnÂ’t quite fire as planned. It zoomed out then dropped very quick, it only got about 10 meters. It didnÂ’t have much kick. But he tested the teleported, his finger creped around the gun from the trigger to the red button. As he pushed it he was engulfed in a blue then and then the familiar feeling of being de-atomised. His particles reforming over by the disk. His feet landing firmly on the ground.

"Well it works, but we need more distance," He said some what dissipatedly. His shoulders sagged somewhat as began to mull over what had gone wrong. A disk just didnÂ’t have the same fire power of a bullet. Then he had a new idea.

He pointed the gun again but this time in an arch. It was pointed about 45 degrees upwards. He pulled the trigger again and this time the disk soared into the air and caught the wind like a Frisbee. It landed about a good 100 meters away. Maybe more. He grinned back at Amdemaaj with satisfaction, he was so happy his little invention had worked.

He pressed the button again and was teleported to the disk in a flash of blue light and atoms. Back on the other side of the field he practically did a jump, he had struck another blow for teleportation tech, soon it would be so common. He fired it again and with another flash of light he was back with Amdemaaj.

"Wow, it worked" he said, his voice could barely contained his excitement.

 

Rujeim was silently smug with himself, his new thing had worked. He so badly wanted teleportation to take a large roll in Ramathien transportation yet people either wanted to walk or take those ridicules tubes. He held back a smirk though and smiled at Amdemaaj. He hadnÂ’t had an invention patented in a long time, it sent a fuzzy feeling of content going through his body.

"Yes thatÂ’s a good idea, we donÂ’t want anyone taking are credit" He said thoughtfully. He couldnÂ’t imgine what would happen if another teacher found those.

He walked towards the door again and smiled broadly at his last comment. He would think of something he always did.

"You just try to keep up" He said with a grin and as he began to walk out. he would have to walk now, he didnÂ’t have his teleporter. He glumly hung his head low and plodded off.

 

Rujeim teleported down the street happily in a series of short flashes ah he ported from spot to spot. He was like a blue streak moving very fast until he locked onto a beacon he had left in in the shop. He did one massive post and thanks to the aid of the beacon didnÂ’t end up with his head on backwards.

He stood in the shop right next to Amdemaaj a bit dazed. His head was spinning from all the porting. His eyes were full of blue light. he quickly sat down on the desk and gathered himself.

"Morning, not late am I." He said with a puffed out expression. His little 3 pairs of wings were flapping a little bti with a mind of their own at all the moment. His brain felt a bit odd, they said you shouldnÂ’t teleport that much but he was always proving them wrong.

 

He had smiled nervously about that joke, in some ways it was true, if they had nothing to work on then their was really no point in him being their. Yet he was fairly sure he would think of something. In truth he hadnÂ’t had much luck yet his mind was always throwing things at him.

"Yes I got some sleep, but yes we do need something else to work on" he said in a matter of fact way. Yet he had lied about his sleep, he suffered from insomnia and it was especial bad when he was trying to think of things.

He paced around a bit, walking up and down the shop trying to work things out in his head.

"Well IÂ’ve been trying to get long rang teleportation to work, but thatÂ’s some what of a lost cause. IÂ’ve also been thinking about a gravity gun. A gun that disrupts the field of gravity around a certain object making it weightless. It could be used for heavy lifting and many other things." He said finally.

OOC donÂ’t worry about it, its kinda hard to come up with random original stuff.

 

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<table class='ooc'><tr><td> lol its kewl, we all have are days</td></tr></table>


Eh sighed deeply and began working while his hands started work. One was holding the page and the rest were holding various drawing implements. He began sketching and using the rule to draw a gun like shape with odd little bits here and their.

"Well basically its a gun that type thing, with a somewhat large barrel for ist power source and extra parts. The main difference is at the end their is 3 prongs spaced out evenly that are claw like and at the begging their closed. When someone pulls the trigger it opens the prongs pulling them apart, the electricity is flowed through the prongs which magnetizes them oppositely except for the third one which is neutral. This will create a very strong magnetic field yet a very focused one. Then out of the barrel with produce a weak energy that will use the magnetic field to disrupt the gravitational energy fried around a specify object the gun is pointed at. In theory we can increase the energy to lift heavier objects and also i want it to have the capability that when you press the trigger a second time it fires the object forwards or you could just sit the object down carefully when your finished."

He said all this while he worked simultaneously. He was drawing the gun barrel with its energy source inside and then the prongs and the switch near the trigger for energy amount.

He finial sat the pencil ruler and rubber down and then sat down for a rest on one of the chairs, satisfied with his work.

 

Rujeim frowned slightly that was not what he had in mind. The whole idea was that it was a two hand held device that could lift practically anything weightlessly. He looked over the drawing and shook his head.

"No I donÂ’t think that will be necessary, the gun ist that heavy and anything it lifts instantly becomes weightless because gravity isnÂ’t pulling down on it anymore."

He looked over the drawing again, if the stuck it on a trolley then it would lose all necessity because they couldnÂ’t sell it to random workers. Rujeim smiled though it wasnÂ’t a bad idea and he didnÂ’t want to knock it off.

"Still we could make a large version for industrial size lifting such a small houses and such like." He said with mild interested, he was more curious on testing the standard version to see how much that could lift.

"What was the metal for" he asked curiously, he liked forging and making things it always grabbed his attention.

 

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<table class='ooc'><tr><td> Its fine, IÂ’m juggling college with this as well, work gets in the way at times</td></tr></table>



Rujeim hid a grin from his employer, he would have liked to gloat but it wasnÂ’t really necessary or nice either. Rujeim had been on the receiving end of to many sharp tongues and he had no intention of taking it out on other people, in his opinion that would make him as bad as them.

He gave the molten metal another look. "Oh well you have most stuff here, magnets and metal and gun parts. You know the usual." he said while some what distant, it was going to take a little more effort this one.

OOC I do, i asked you a question about your molten metal in my last post and you ignored it so nah on you lol feel free to add random stuff after all we didnÂ’t plan this much.