Ch7: Waste 3hrs looking up cool swords.

Bas watched as the village disappeared into the distance as the bullhead flew through the sky. His heart was unexpectedly heavy, not wanting to leave the place he called home and nest. Still, all hatchlings must leave the nest someday, lest they get eaten by their mother or some other fucked up nature shit. Did snakes even do that?

Bas was suddenly struck by an intense need to look it up on the CCT, but shook it off as he moved deeper into the flying vehicle. At his hip were his two stiletto blades, and on his back was a massive deluxe backpack carrying clothes, personal effects and any other object he needed to live in the Signal dorms. Half of it was clothes, a quarter hygiene, and the rest were some of his Alchemical tools that filled the remaining space.

Dorms was one thing that surprised Bas, as he didn't think thirteen year-olds had the responsibility to manage one. Hell, most teens and adults didn't.

His grandfather stated that it was a test of maturity. This was after all an elite school catered to the best and brightest. There were no half-assers and slobs becoming hunters. This is one of the beginning tests that weeded out those who weren't able to excel early out. Late Bloomers could be weeded or ironed out at Beacon Initiation and their Dorm drama.

The majority of his alchemical tools were in his suitcase. Seeds from his I.D, glasswork, metalwork, tools, and even more empty vials and flasks.

Finding a place to sit down, Bas kicked his feet up and put some ear buds in. Playing some music on his scroll he swiped to another app and took in his current blueprint design.

Using a CAD 3D modeler design app, Bas had designed a pair of elongated stiletto blades, designed to be similar to that of Myrtenaster, Weiss Schnee's weapon; however his true inspiration was from another show, or rather Anime.

Clementine, a Rouge Black Scripture member from the Overlord Anime was a sadistic women who killed adventurers and stole their tags. She used a unique Stiletto weapon, a bladeless dagger or sword that was primarily and specifically used to stab. Hell, it lacked a blade and couldn't be used to slash. While Bas currently used similar -if edged- stiletto blades, and was thinking on using dust as a means to replicate the entire 'stab-boom' effect. He was also thinking about another blade.

His stylus tapped the 'files' button and opened another project. This one was a 'Estoc'. Either a two or one handed thin longsword that specialized in stabbing, and while able to slash, it did so ineffectively.

Basalin was think on how to combine the two stabbing blades, into one and was currently thinking on a parrying two-handed thrusting sword with an revolving dust infusion. Sadly, while the Stiletto could be used to transmit dust effect through the blades and into its needle-like point, the estoc lacked the true blade-less feature of the sword, being edge-less instead.

"What if I just use both? Yet, what about ranged. Mechashift... I'm not good at." Simple mechashift was interesting, but Crescent Rose? That was a level that would beguile him forevermore.

"Duel Stilettos holstered at the sides, with a revolver like function... just mechashift them into revolvers then. Chamber the dust infusion loads in a large caliber size. I'll need to have a massive bullet size." He mumbled, nodding he wrote the idea down on a notepad app, and moved onto the estoc.

"This...if the stilettos were my close range weapons, I want a sword that could decapitate, cleave and cut." He sighed. "Executioner sword... too heavy and predictable. Stilettos were already obvious, I'm gonna stab you. That would just telegraph, same with the Flax. Zweihander..." He felt a squeeze on his heart and soul. "No Zweihander. Yeah. I'm cool." He pouted, Zweis were cool. He brainstormed, before coming up with a pair of swords, then added another idea, and then another. "Ohohoh, ohohoh."

By the time the flight landed in Patch, a coffee and potion fed Bas was still drawing on his pad. Before he put it away, he'd finished his several weapon designs.

Twin wicked black khopesh blades, golden embroidery announcing their reign.

An estoc, regal and imposing its deadly grace onto its blade is turned on.

A thick Persian scimitar, grey metal with refined gold and silver.

A cruel and large butcher's cleaver, furrows and grooves in the metal to allow blood and flesh to naturally flow down its blade.

He got off the ten hour flight dazed and light headed, before finding a taxi.