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<blockquote data-quote="Angcuru" data-source="post: 2269023" data-attributes="member: 10948">Nikama gave Jorran a blank look.&nbsp; &quot;Poke it with a stick, you say.&nbsp; Genius.&nbsp; Surely the space-time altering field will disperse when prodded with a simple rod.&quot;&nbsp; The middle-aged man picked up a stone from a workbench.&nbsp; &quot;See this rock?&quot;&nbsp; He then picked up a piece of scrap metal. &quot;See this junk?&quot;Nikama ground the stone against the edge of the metal for a moment, and when he was finished the previously sharp edge was dull and rounded.&nbsp; &quot;Abrasive, rough-surfaced, similar to what ancient builders used to call sandstone.&quot;Nikama then placed the stone on the sheet of metal and tilted at at a 45 degree angle, but the stone did not slide off.&nbsp; He then carefully placed it on top of the hyperdrive and flicked it with his finger.&nbsp; The stone quickly slid off like ice from glass.&nbsp; Nikama picked it up and repeatedly slammed it against the hyperdrive, chipping the rock but having no effect on the silvery-white sheen.&quot;There's some sticks outside the hut if you still want to poke it.&quot;&nbsp; He grunted, before turning back to the hyperdrive.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Angcuru, post: 2269023, member: 10948"] Nikama gave Jorran a blank look. "Poke it with a stick, you say. Genius. Surely the space-time altering field will disperse when prodded with a simple rod." The middle-aged man picked up a stone from a workbench. "See this rock?" He then picked up a piece of scrap metal. "See this junk?" Nikama ground the stone against the edge of the metal for a moment, and when he was finished the previously sharp edge was dull and rounded. "Abrasive, rough-surfaced, similar to what ancient builders used to call sandstone." Nikama then placed the stone on the sheet of metal and tilted at at a 45 degree angle, but the stone did not slide off. He then carefully placed it on top of the hyperdrive and flicked it with his finger. The stone quickly slid off like ice from glass. Nikama picked it up and repeatedly slammed it against the hyperdrive, chipping the rock but having no effect on the silvery-white sheen. "There's some sticks outside the hut if you still want to poke it." He grunted, before turning back to the hyperdrive. [/QUOTE]

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