Brettonias felt an eye beginning to twitch as he listened to their replies, drooping his head a moment as his hair began to cover his eyes to hide his failure. He turned to the side and pressed a panel on the doorframe, listening to the rush of air as the doors slid open, allowing Dirk and Quiron to pass. 'We would both like to thank you personally for your hospitality here at Malaclypse, if nothing else it has been a pleasure to visit this oasis of the stars.' The phrase rattled inside him for a moment until Dirk passed by him, quickly pressing a button on his arm and shifting it to cannon mode. In a near flash, Brettonias raised his head and aimed the barrel at the back of Dirk's head.
Let me tell you then about this piece of top secret technology.. It was designed by Doc Holiday himself when I was recooperating after a few months as a Gallic Prisoner of War. I then took the model to my good friends in the Nature's Last Hope... and they modified it a bit. They combined the schematics of their photon weapons from their ships and combined it into my arm..
He began to squint his eyes at Dirk as the smell of burning ozone began to hit his nostrils, taking no attention to the pair of Templar Guards that had their weapons raised as well.
I'm not sure on how the process works, but it takes the oxygen from the surrounding air and causes the shot to solidify, turning it into a hardened crystal of green as it fires from the port. I've tested this on firing ranges and the like but only once used it in combat... Think of it as a smaller version of the Gaia's Angel Mr. Dirk... Now... I've shared one of my deepest secrets with you and everyone in this room.. So now they themselves know how it works and what to do with it, Even if they're my friend and allies.. So let me ask you one more question.. Why the rush to leave our, as you put it, 'Oasis of the Stars'?
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
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