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Jhoira sat upright in her bed, still with her eyes closed. She moved her legs and arms around her and was surprised at the burdedned movement they had, and also at the cold cloth that landed in her lap. Opening her eyes, Jhoira was inside her apartment again. Looking around, she saw the window closed and a familiar face sitting on a chair by her bed. It was Andrea, cleaner than the last encounter but still in the tattered garments from earlier. She was sleeping, with her tall hat hung low over her eyes. Silently slipping out her bed, Jhoira quickly went to her cupboard and removed a fresh set of clothes for Andrea to wear. They weren't much, but they were still functionable. Walking over to her familiar table, she gathered up her satchel and pulled out the can of drink and the small cactus out of the bag she had put it in. Luckily, the soil was easily replaced back in the pot, and she proudly placed it in the center of her cluttered table.
Quickly thinking about the night's events, Jhoira quickly ran over to her bed and reached under for a robot motivator and another suit. This was the time for heavy weaponry and protection. She walked back to her table and pulled a small husk of what used to be an ancient, gas powered grenade launcher, a scavenged item found in an army surplus bin. This thing was much larger than other launchers of it's kind due to the cylinder loading system, but Jhoira had been working to turn it into a more useful weapon. She carefully attached the small motivator unit to the launcher's interior, and put it in such a way, that the motivator would efficiently power the small components that made up the shrap-gun. Carefully re-attaching the lid, Jhoira hefted the machine in two hands, loaded six prepared shells into the loading case and hopped out the window again. Gripping the handle that she had put back into place, she pulled the trigger. From the barrel, a large metal slug fired out and hit the opposite wall. As it connected, a small spray of sharpened tarydium filaments dug their way through the shell casing and several inches into the brick. It was a success! Quickly popping back into her apartment, Jhoira placed the gun on the table and turned her attention to her newly modified white suit.
"I knew it was a good idea to steal more than one suit!" she thought as she marvelled at the light weight, but highly durable suit. It was constructed of white mono-molecular plasteel stitches which afforded extreme flexibility and protective strength. Some molded iron plates that covered the joints, were actually quite comfortable, and the large medi-crate that was attached to the back would be very helpful. A bullet proofvest was stitched onto both the front and back, and matching white kevlar gloves and boots went well with the whole armoured theme. Picking up a similarly white security helmet, she checked to see if all the sensors worked and if she could still breathe. Everything checked out, and silently putting her helmet aside, Jhoira placed her left arm and began making some slight modifications to it.
While she worked, she noticed the brilliant, blue metal stick that Andrea had resting by her side. Taking a closer look, she inspected it's quality design, the nice, valuable looking green gem with golden band and the nice ring of feathers that were based on the shaft. Jhoira decided that a slight adjustment could be made to it's effectiveness. Gathering a small metal coil and two fusion cell batteries, she craftily placed it underneath the gem and hooked to wires to the halo. At once, the gem had small electrical veins running through it's translucent interior. Holding the staff in one hand, she lightly tapped it's end on a small steel plate that was left on the floor. The large electrical charge that surged onto the plate made it turn slightly red and singe the floor. Unhooking one of the wires, the emerald lost it's azure sheen and returned to it's unelectrified state. Putting back by Andrea's side, Jhoira returned to work on her 'sidearm'.
Quickly thinking about the night's events, Jhoira quickly ran over to her bed and reached under for a robot motivator and another suit. This was the time for heavy weaponry and protection. She walked back to her table and pulled a small husk of what used to be an ancient, gas powered grenade launcher, a scavenged item found in an army surplus bin. This thing was much larger than other launchers of it's kind due to the cylinder loading system, but Jhoira had been working to turn it into a more useful weapon. She carefully attached the small motivator unit to the launcher's interior, and put it in such a way, that the motivator would efficiently power the small components that made up the shrap-gun. Carefully re-attaching the lid, Jhoira hefted the machine in two hands, loaded six prepared shells into the loading case and hopped out the window again. Gripping the handle that she had put back into place, she pulled the trigger. From the barrel, a large metal slug fired out and hit the opposite wall. As it connected, a small spray of sharpened tarydium filaments dug their way through the shell casing and several inches into the brick. It was a success! Quickly popping back into her apartment, Jhoira placed the gun on the table and turned her attention to her newly modified white suit.
"I knew it was a good idea to steal more than one suit!" she thought as she marvelled at the light weight, but highly durable suit. It was constructed of white mono-molecular plasteel stitches which afforded extreme flexibility and protective strength. Some molded iron plates that covered the joints, were actually quite comfortable, and the large medi-crate that was attached to the back would be very helpful. A bullet proofvest was stitched onto both the front and back, and matching white kevlar gloves and boots went well with the whole armoured theme. Picking up a similarly white security helmet, she checked to see if all the sensors worked and if she could still breathe. Everything checked out, and silently putting her helmet aside, Jhoira placed her left arm and began making some slight modifications to it.
While she worked, she noticed the brilliant, blue metal stick that Andrea had resting by her side. Taking a closer look, she inspected it's quality design, the nice, valuable looking green gem with golden band and the nice ring of feathers that were based on the shaft. Jhoira decided that a slight adjustment could be made to it's effectiveness. Gathering a small metal coil and two fusion cell batteries, she craftily placed it underneath the gem and hooked to wires to the halo. At once, the gem had small electrical veins running through it's translucent interior. Holding the staff in one hand, she lightly tapped it's end on a small steel plate that was left on the floor. The large electrical charge that surged onto the plate made it turn slightly red and singe the floor. Unhooking one of the wires, the emerald lost it's azure sheen and returned to it's unelectrified state. Putting back by Andrea's side, Jhoira returned to work on her 'sidearm'.
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