The Dojo
May 8, 2005 15:59:46 GMT
Post by barnibusquentin on May 8, 2005 15:59:46 GMT
Barnibus gumbled a bit as the woman took to the air.
"stupid....grumble...grumble....flying...grumble...grumble....too...old....grumble grumble....grrr"
With that he turned to Asparoukh and smiled, "Shall we?" he said and began walking back towards the dojo.
As he passed through the woods, the design for the new dojo was finalizing itself in his mind. The new building would appear much like the old one, in style and size. There would be a set of stairs up to a covered entrance way, through the main double doors would be two adjacent training rooms. The floors would be hard wood covered with hard straw mats, as was traditional. On the left side of the training rooms would be three change rooms, a bathroom, and a small room for solitary for meditation, accessible only from the outside. Underneath the main training room would be a small storage, or shelter room accessible via a trap door and ladder. This room would be constructed as strong as possible, to make it resilent to any type of attack. Above the two training rooms would be a meeting room, with a small attached apartment. The apartment would contain one bedroom, one bathroom, and a kitchen. This would be accessible from the meeting room.
The Old Wizard chuckled to himself, the next part of the design would be the best. This new dojo would not be so easily destroyed. The walls would be reinforced steel sandwiched between the wood. The doors would look like giant rolling gears which could lock on command word, the wizard would enchant them himself. Now it would be amazing if he could figure out some sort of automated defense system....but perhaps he was getting carried away.
By the time he was finished reviewing the plan in his mind he had arrived at the site of the dojo. The sun, now nearing its zenith, beat down warmth into the ground. Asparoukh had done an immpreccible job cleaning the place up. The crater that once was the dojo was now cleared and the materials, in two piles, one clearly usable, and the other not, sat on either side, framing the site in.
In his mind's eye Barnibus saw the building spring up before him. It was perfect. There was only one problem, there wasn't nearly enough steel for his plans to come to fruition.
"stupid....grumble...grumble....flying...grumble...grumble....too...old....grumble grumble....grrr"
With that he turned to Asparoukh and smiled, "Shall we?" he said and began walking back towards the dojo.
As he passed through the woods, the design for the new dojo was finalizing itself in his mind. The new building would appear much like the old one, in style and size. There would be a set of stairs up to a covered entrance way, through the main double doors would be two adjacent training rooms. The floors would be hard wood covered with hard straw mats, as was traditional. On the left side of the training rooms would be three change rooms, a bathroom, and a small room for solitary for meditation, accessible only from the outside. Underneath the main training room would be a small storage, or shelter room accessible via a trap door and ladder. This room would be constructed as strong as possible, to make it resilent to any type of attack. Above the two training rooms would be a meeting room, with a small attached apartment. The apartment would contain one bedroom, one bathroom, and a kitchen. This would be accessible from the meeting room.
The Old Wizard chuckled to himself, the next part of the design would be the best. This new dojo would not be so easily destroyed. The walls would be reinforced steel sandwiched between the wood. The doors would look like giant rolling gears which could lock on command word, the wizard would enchant them himself. Now it would be amazing if he could figure out some sort of automated defense system....but perhaps he was getting carried away.
By the time he was finished reviewing the plan in his mind he had arrived at the site of the dojo. The sun, now nearing its zenith, beat down warmth into the ground. Asparoukh had done an immpreccible job cleaning the place up. The crater that once was the dojo was now cleared and the materials, in two piles, one clearly usable, and the other not, sat on either side, framing the site in.
In his mind's eye Barnibus saw the building spring up before him. It was perfect. There was only one problem, there wasn't nearly enough steel for his plans to come to fruition.