[Not that Turian spurs were particularly good for that. They weren't really good for much of anything, really, other than looking nice and being in the way of every single piece of clothing ever made.
Nihlus calls up an in-session interface, the screen appearing as an orange square in front of his face. He types in a few quick commands and a rack of human protective gear appears on Adrien's side of the room.]
There we go. Mind you, all I know is the standard sparring gear for the Terran forces in my universe.
[Hopefully nothing too unfamiliar for the guy though.]
Heckkk, I am so sorry for the lateness!
[Not that Turian spurs were particularly good for that. They weren't really good for much of anything, really, other than looking nice and being in the way of every single piece of clothing ever made.
Nihlus calls up an in-session interface, the screen appearing as an orange square in front of his face. He types in a few quick commands and a rack of human protective gear appears on Adrien's side of the room.]
There we go. Mind you, all I know is the standard sparring gear for the Terran forces in my universe.
[Hopefully nothing too unfamiliar for the guy though.]