by C S » Mon Dec 10, 2012 9:00 pm
It was not long before a slab of metal popped out of place and split in two. The two pieces slid apart in opposite directions slowly with a hydraulic squeal, a thin mist rolling out from the delivery unit. The NT-SB armor secured to its mount rolled out on treads and came to a stop in the middle of the workstation.
Kane climbed the small set of stairs at the base of the black steel mount which held the orange and green suit at the waist with clamps. In his hands was a red tool kit, which he set down behind the hulking machine that the armor was and proceeded to work. In the future, the shape of a tool did not change for the same reason the shape of the wheel had not changed. The fundamental, most effective design had been developed ages ago. However in the future, the functionality of a tool was not nearly so limited...
From the kit, Kane removed two semi-circular objects that fit over his hands in their entirety, like black metal gloves. They activated with a hum and the rounded edge parted, a dull red field of glowing energy extending forth from both. Bits of metal housed inside the two constructors were then suspended in the field, forming the heads of tools Kane needed, wrenches, ratchets and the likes, an entire toolkit contained within a Particle Restraint Field.
The form of a tool did not change over the course of human history. Just how it was applied...
An hour later
Felicity tore through the air on autopilot, engines sending the jets of flame directly aft and screeching across the sky. The craft was a reasonable distance off the ground, just over two kilometers. It skimmed across the lowest level of clouds that had rolled across the plains. The spires protruded from the tide of white, the ones that were especially tall actually had snowy climes as if they were the peaks of mountains!
Kane stood at the threshold to the exterior hatch, the airlock closed behind him. He watched the spires going by from the open hull, the NT-SB visual feed documenting the creatures that circled the rocky towers. The pack had been fastened to the back of the armor he now wore, its straps led directly into the suit and the whole assembly was completed with reinforced plating. The result was a perfect fit, as if the suit had been designed to accommodate the new device in such a way.
