Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131222033601/@comment-7497475-20140320080502

Chamoisee watched in wonder. She couldn't do anything like that.

Wait, I have an idea.

Taking one of the larger spikes, she grabbed a screw driver from the toolbox up under Quilled Ire. Quickly removing a small panel, she shifted several bits and pieces. Closing it back up, she held it out.

"I can't do anyhting like that, but I know technology."

Tapping the button to set off the Dust payload in the spike, the length of it went frosty, with small flakes falling from it. Her small adjustment had been to remove the violent discharge of the Dust's power, resulting in what she was showing now.