The Machine Shop - Eidolon Wraith

[Zephyranthes]

God, was she always like that? Constantly trying to take big dump all over the fun of others? Well, she did have a few points. Cost was certainly going to be a major issue here. And for the most part, she was also right about other aspects. But she didn't know everything about Will. Like how he had called up a couple of contacts from his LSF days to help him siphon some of the confiscated credits obtained selling off the confiscated cardamine after arresting both the smugglers and the drug dealers. God knows both she and Miranda didn't know much about him, and in the case of the former, he aimed to keep it this way. It wasn't that he didn't trust any less than his other comrades. She was just a walking supercomputer, and that wasn't usually considered an invitation for confidentiality.

"Alright, let me stop you there, because I can guarantee you that I can afford to sink some money into this puppy. Let's just say that I felt I was owed a retirement pension by my superiors, ah? How many millions we talking here for managing to realistically accomplish most of what I want?," he interjected into her Negative Nancy-type rant.

"Let the record also show that this suit is meant for any possible scenario that might arise. Hell, you don't want a sensors suite to be feeding me info 24/7, but having various modes would be nice. Plasma works, too. I still require some form of three-dimensional movement with some kind of kickass propulsion and or flight system, though. Plus, while we're on the topic, maybe weapons are in order? I'm thinking some kind of multi-purpose dart launcher, coupled with maybe some multi-purpose rocket delivery systems? You know, wrist rockets? And some type of modular weapon that can use varying attachments to switch between a variety of modes. Like in that one movie that came out of New Tokyo Productions recently. I think it was called "Barrier Rim" or something," he rambled once again.