“Speed is hard to describe because it can be so variable.”
Hange studies the blade of light with deep interest - it reminds her of Luke’s lightsaber, and lets out a low, impressed whistle at the lance length.
“Does it weigh anything?” Ah, made of pure light, it must be so nice to handle. She wouldn’t want Jedao’s world’s problems, but the weaponry, wow!
“I think our best option, in this case, might be to try you out in the enclosure against a titan or two. If we’re really lucky, I’d transform with arms and legs so spindly I wouldn’t be able to move at all.” A deformity she’s familiar with. “But we can’t count on that. I might wind up an aberrant type, as well. An aberrant type titan displays unusual behavior, the most dangerous being more intelligence than usual. Your big advantage is that when transformed, I’ll probably be about as dumb as a brick, and incapable of planning or strategizing whatsoever. Aberrant types can be speedier than usual, demonstrate more endurance, be smarter, active during night when usually they need sunlight to move... it varies.”
"Weight no, but there's a small amount of inertia."
Jedao drums his fingers. on the table.
"One of my strengths," he tells her, contemplatively, "Is a slightly uncanny ability to predict my opponents. But I don't know how well it would hold for creatures so far from human. Start with dumb ones and work my way up?"
“Let’s start dumb and small. I think smaller might be more dangerous in the confines of the barge - not that titans have any compunction against smashing down walls and crushing in doors, but my mobility would be at least somewhat hindered if I changed into a big titan while on board. A smaller titan would be able to traverse the halls easily.”
Plus, there’s the intimidation factor of battling a creature that’s thirty to forty-five feet tall. Jedao seems very confident, but Hange isn’t, so much - she’s definitely seen soldiers crack in direct combat with titans. A small one will give him some idea of what the behavior is like, without being so alarming in terms of height.
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Hange studies the blade of light with deep interest - it reminds her of Luke’s lightsaber, and lets out a low, impressed whistle at the lance length.
“Does it weigh anything?” Ah, made of pure light, it must be so nice to handle. She wouldn’t want Jedao’s world’s problems, but the weaponry, wow!
“I think our best option, in this case, might be to try you out in the enclosure against a titan or two. If we’re really lucky, I’d transform with arms and legs so spindly I wouldn’t be able to move at all.” A deformity she’s familiar with. “But we can’t count on that. I might wind up an aberrant type, as well. An aberrant type titan displays unusual behavior, the most dangerous being more intelligence than usual. Your big advantage is that when transformed, I’ll probably be about as dumb as a brick, and incapable of planning or strategizing whatsoever. Aberrant types can be speedier than usual, demonstrate more endurance, be smarter, active during night when usually they need sunlight to move... it varies.”
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Jedao drums his fingers. on the table.
"One of my strengths," he tells her, contemplatively, "Is a slightly uncanny ability to predict my opponents. But I don't know how well it would hold for creatures so far from human. Start with dumb ones and work my way up?"
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Plus, there’s the intimidation factor of battling a creature that’s thirty to forty-five feet tall. Jedao seems very confident, but Hange isn’t, so much - she’s definitely seen soldiers crack in direct combat with titans. A small one will give him some idea of what the behavior is like, without being so alarming in terms of height.
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“Good. I’ll pencil you in.”