[ They frown at the door and back away, wasting several long, hard moments staring at the fused surface. Silence is never a good thing, they always prefered panic and disarray when dealing with an enemy. They kept the plasma arc to hand as they scoured the rest of the room.
They had little leisure to explore the potential-weapons, though they dearly wished. Bel's hands practically itched for having something new and deadly to experiment with, but the chances they were remote control were high and not particularly comforting.
The device though... The case? Locked. Bel strips their suit jacket a moment, wraps it around a fist and breaks the face of the case with a smart blow to the front. Not bulletproof, at least. ]
Admiral! You might want a shot of this... [ As much as the indecipherable and dizzying amount of controls were certainly a boon for science.... This they could sell to StarkTech. ]
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They had little leisure to explore the potential-weapons, though they dearly wished. Bel's hands practically itched for having something new and deadly to experiment with, but the chances they were remote control were high and not particularly comforting.
The device though... The case? Locked. Bel strips their suit jacket a moment, wraps it around a fist and breaks the face of the case with a smart blow to the front. Not bulletproof, at least. ]
Admiral! You might want a shot of this... [ As much as the indecipherable and dizzying amount of controls were certainly a boon for science.... This they could sell to StarkTech. ]