!SIL6URyblU 05/02/12(Wed)17:31 No.18951473|
You hit the B-3 button and the Stop button simultaniously, and the elevator descends a floor to B-4, where you step out. You walk directly past the training room, and wave your RFID over the door to 'Quartermaster'.
Inside is a small, wiry man with goggles of some kind, using a device on, you see, Grayson's souped-up gauss rifle, screwing together the coil. Some kind of maitenance, you presume. You wait for him to finish, and he takes a doughnut out of the bag, putting the goggles on his head.
"Oh, hey, it's you." He said, chewing as he spoke. "The new guy, right? You need anything?"
"Yeah, me, the new guy. I need a few things, actually." You say. "I have these little hover drones, and I was hoping you could give them some kind of. . manipulators or info ports on them."
"Yeah, I could get that done relatively quickly. Dunno what use they'd have, seeing as they won't have the AI to use them, but you agents ask for all sorts of weird fucking things." He said, squinting at you. "But you, I like you. Anyone who gets something as awesome as a mechandrite is someone to look out for. You want me to do some kind of maitenance on those, too?"
You shrug. "Well, what can you do?"
"Lessee, I could stick retractable monoknives or swords to em, maybe cameras of some kind. If you have some cash, I can also grab some small arms and stick those on there too. If you could find some way to deal with the extra weight, I could armor them and overclock the engines in the base. As it is, though, if those things have no support, I can't give them the armor because you'll just fall backwards when you try to walk."