((The rough idea for the throne is based upon this, the dimensions and colours are off.))
Sousuke sat on the floor with his legs crossed. How best to design a new throne? Katuso didn't want it. Katuso didn't realize though how important this was to the people of sand. Kaito and his crew did a number on the tower. The matter of the artist troubled him. An artist who had created fire bombs to destroy the tower, and then the pyramids. The word artist troubled him. Haunted him really. It narrowed down the list of individuals of who committed this act. This simple mystery though was keeping him away from his task. Repair the throne. Fix the throne. Create a new symbol for a new age.
Sousuke still sat cross legged. How best to make a new throne? It had to be both visual and it also had to be practical. No use in creating a throne that would cut people or be very uncomfortable. Cushions would have to come later. The diamond throne had to have a base to it. It had to have meaning in this base. Sousuke unfolded his legs and stood up. He had access to crystal jutsu ever since his recovery in Deadline. In fact he acquire the knowledge of several earth jutsu due to an education at the hands of Prime Diamund. He rubbed the back of his neck and thought about the base. A good foundation was necessary.
Thus the hand seals were formed. Precious materials rose from the earth and converged. Four paths. One made of ruby. One made of sapphire. One made of Emerald. One made of Topaz. A single line of each other came from each direct, north, south, east, and west. As the four came together the case would form. The gemstones would stop and arc upward forming the base of which the throne would sit on. A platform consisting of four coloured corners. The Steward rubbed his hands together. He was thinking hard next. Should the four feed into the legs of the throne? Mmm... no. The legs of the throne had to sit on its own. No. Not legs. Its own base. The Steward had conjured next a solid block of diamond. Wait. No. He dismissed it. Sitting upon raw diamond could be ... quite ... mmm no. As thought hard about making the throne, some of the supplies he had ordered had arrived. Diamond Sand. He never could control it, but he could work with it. Metallic plates shifted out and folded over Sousuke's hands. The pile of Diamond sand stood before him. He blasted it with intense heat. He turned the diamond sands into diamond glass.
The Steward conjured knives and crafting tools to cut through the glass next. To shape the throne. The throne did not have legs, it had another base. He worked and chiseled the diamond glass into a smoother surface. It was slightly angular. It was a simple design. Almost monolithic. The seat of the chair rose up and formed into a triangle at the top. Sousuke rubbed his hands together once more. The throne was simple yes. Primus was ... a complicated man? How would he feel if his chair had become something so simple? Well. Maybe simple was for the better.
Was that all? No. Sousuke would allow his armours to encased his flesh as he lifted the monolithic throne unto the base he had formed earlier. He fastened the diamond glass throne down and used his plasma jutsus to seal it unto the throne. Sousuke backed up. The throne even upon the gemstone base seemed to sit too low. It had to be elevated. He knew how.
Sousuke took even more steps back and called upon iron. The throne ascend upwards. The base now sat upon a base of iron. Sousuke then waved his hands down, and a set of stairs began to form from the iron base.
Sousuke next made adjustments. The iron base stood up by a meter. The multi colour gemstone base stood by half a meter in height. The back set of the throne sat by a meter and a half. Sousuke stopped for a moment. He moved his hands forward and brought forward the iron base's length by three meter. He approached his creation. He rose up the first set of stairs. He walked across the platform, and then looked up. He rose up the next set of stairs now going up the platform of ruby, sapphire, emerald, and topaz. He then approached the throne made of diamond glass. Perhaps some day Katuso's son would sit here. Maybe Daisuke would sit here if he ever returned.
"Long live he or she who sits upon this throne."<i></i> He spoke quietly to himself but more importantly the spirit of the one who would occupy this seat. "Whom so ever sit upon this throne see to the demise of he who destroyed its predecessor. Whom so ever sit upon this throne see the end of the Cabal. Whom so ever sit upon this throne ... forgive me for my errors."<i></i>
Sousuke sat on the floor with his legs crossed. How best to design a new throne? Katuso didn't want it. Katuso didn't realize though how important this was to the people of sand. Kaito and his crew did a number on the tower. The matter of the artist troubled him. An artist who had created fire bombs to destroy the tower, and then the pyramids. The word artist troubled him. Haunted him really. It narrowed down the list of individuals of who committed this act. This simple mystery though was keeping him away from his task. Repair the throne. Fix the throne. Create a new symbol for a new age.
Sousuke still sat cross legged. How best to make a new throne? It had to be both visual and it also had to be practical. No use in creating a throne that would cut people or be very uncomfortable. Cushions would have to come later. The diamond throne had to have a base to it. It had to have meaning in this base. Sousuke unfolded his legs and stood up. He had access to crystal jutsu ever since his recovery in Deadline. In fact he acquire the knowledge of several earth jutsu due to an education at the hands of Prime Diamund. He rubbed the back of his neck and thought about the base. A good foundation was necessary.
Thus the hand seals were formed. Precious materials rose from the earth and converged. Four paths. One made of ruby. One made of sapphire. One made of Emerald. One made of Topaz. A single line of each other came from each direct, north, south, east, and west. As the four came together the case would form. The gemstones would stop and arc upward forming the base of which the throne would sit on. A platform consisting of four coloured corners. The Steward rubbed his hands together. He was thinking hard next. Should the four feed into the legs of the throne? Mmm... no. The legs of the throne had to sit on its own. No. Not legs. Its own base. The Steward had conjured next a solid block of diamond. Wait. No. He dismissed it. Sitting upon raw diamond could be ... quite ... mmm no. As thought hard about making the throne, some of the supplies he had ordered had arrived. Diamond Sand. He never could control it, but he could work with it. Metallic plates shifted out and folded over Sousuke's hands. The pile of Diamond sand stood before him. He blasted it with intense heat. He turned the diamond sands into diamond glass.
The Steward conjured knives and crafting tools to cut through the glass next. To shape the throne. The throne did not have legs, it had another base. He worked and chiseled the diamond glass into a smoother surface. It was slightly angular. It was a simple design. Almost monolithic. The seat of the chair rose up and formed into a triangle at the top. Sousuke rubbed his hands together once more. The throne was simple yes. Primus was ... a complicated man? How would he feel if his chair had become something so simple? Well. Maybe simple was for the better.
Was that all? No. Sousuke would allow his armours to encased his flesh as he lifted the monolithic throne unto the base he had formed earlier. He fastened the diamond glass throne down and used his plasma jutsus to seal it unto the throne. Sousuke backed up. The throne even upon the gemstone base seemed to sit too low. It had to be elevated. He knew how.
Sousuke took even more steps back and called upon iron. The throne ascend upwards. The base now sat upon a base of iron. Sousuke then waved his hands down, and a set of stairs began to form from the iron base.
Sousuke next made adjustments. The iron base stood up by a meter. The multi colour gemstone base stood by half a meter in height. The back set of the throne sat by a meter and a half. Sousuke stopped for a moment. He moved his hands forward and brought forward the iron base's length by three meter. He approached his creation. He rose up the first set of stairs. He walked across the platform, and then looked up. He rose up the next set of stairs now going up the platform of ruby, sapphire, emerald, and topaz. He then approached the throne made of diamond glass. Perhaps some day Katuso's son would sit here. Maybe Daisuke would sit here if he ever returned.
"Long live he or she who sits upon this throne."<i></i> He spoke quietly to himself but more importantly the spirit of the one who would occupy this seat. "Whom so ever sit upon this throne see to the demise of he who destroyed its predecessor. Whom so ever sit upon this throne see the end of the Cabal. Whom so ever sit upon this throne ... forgive me for my errors."<i></i>