| Leo A-01: Maybe you should've read the briefing, Simon. We are capturing this thing.
*Ten minutes later, the team is overloaded with ammunition. Sealed inside their suits, the DREAM MAKERs look like towering robots, faceless and fearless.*
Leo A-01: C'mon. We've got a ship to capture.
*The DREAM MAKERs fall in, headed to the very core of the Blackcloak. It seems unusually empty, both visually and on the map. The only areas of high concentration of Nagalisk are the bridge and the hold.*
Tex: Hey, you bunch of blood-thirsty nuts! Don't cause too much dmaage. We need to preserve as much as we can, especially the cloak drive. That could be VERY useful to the tech-heads.
Tek: Tex, I've finished my analysis of the plasma weapons. Highly advanced, but the way they contain the plasma for use is kind of inefficient. They project a magnetic field around a ball of plasma and fire the thing off. Slow, but powerful.
Tex: Interesting. Think you can do anything with it?
Tek: Yeah. I can re-program their algorithms for the magnetic field. I can turn the plasma torpedoes intoa steady stream of plasma that can slice through any ship we can make, and most of theirs. It'll generate less weapons-heat too, so we can fire more for less.
Leo A-01: Hey, tech-heads. Cut the chatter.
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"My word is my honor. My honor is my life."
-- Demonchild, Angelkin, the Blackest Seraph, the Final Warrior
"Cut down the Gods if they stand in you way."
-- Hagakure |