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"...yeah, that makes sense. It's been awhile since I've slept... hard to keep track, when you're travelling the multiverse." Calvera giggled, then smiled. At least, briefly, as she frowned. "I dunno about that... everyone here is way more capable of me... if that whole beam incident doesn't say that already." She spoke quietly, eyes looking back towards Kusuke for a short moment.

Snow staggers, but quickly regains her footing. She pops a small grin, stepping forward towards Saber, revving her Starkiller. She rose her mighty blade into the air. "Together!" Cast Rally. ((All allies gain +[3-2] RES for 2 turn, Cooldown: 4 turns))

Contagion nodded. "Oh, yeah. I happen to have a diagram file of the chemical make up of the stuff. I just don't have to make it myself, cause I... well, cause I form it with my body. I come from a world of superheros and villains. Typical comicbook stuff. I just happen to be the guy that has to cover his body with a tight suit like this so I don't kill everyone around me." He chuckled, then sighed sadly. He walked to Tygan, then set down his tablet in front of the scientist. "Anyways, yeah, here. You can take a look. It's non-flammable, highly toxic to the respiratory system, and eats way at exposed flesh. It's some nasty stuff.

Calvera looked towards the newly formed... Iris, first with curiosity, then frowned. Her cheeks began reddening. In her head, she definitely wondered what exactly Arminius planned to do with this new... minion, but just quickly shook her head to get the thought off her mind. Her eyes wandered around the party, briefly setting on Kusuke, before quickly darting to the next person. She sighed, and turned back to Arminius. "Sooo... what's next?" She takes a large step towards the man, with a playful pat of her hands onto her legs.

Calvera runs her hands over some bruises on her left arm, grimacing. "Ow... Those flying eyes really pack a punch. So uh... what was that thing? Any idea?"

After Ena flips the switch, at first, no lights turn on. In the distance, a low rumble sounds out before the lights slowly flicker on. Most surprisingly work, with the occasional light strobing before dying out. All the computer screens simultaneously flash awake, showing a turning white "H," presumably for Hyperion. A small console rises from the floor in the middle of the room with a loud bang, as it quickly shoots up. A similar hologram 'H' pops up, turning slowly. Before long, the hologram flickers out, before being replaced by the image of a rugged, and fit male with short hair. The figure turns towards the group, and places its arms behind its back. "Good evening, Director- Wait, you're not Director De Quidt... Who are you? And what are you wearing?" The figure seems to point at every single individual in this room simultaneously, looking rather confused.

Sun Boil on EoC.

"Well, if you can provide me some materials, I can show you through the ropes of the plasma battery. As for the Plasma Lance as you call it... I'll see what I can't do about that." Contagion removes a few of the alloys he picked up earlier, and gets to work at any space that Tygen would set aside for him. As he began work on the battery, he set into a grove, sliding piece into piece, before fueling it with some plasma from his torch. He held it up, showing it to Tygan. "These batteries work fairly well. Really efficient. And thanks to these alloys, should be fairly durable." As Contagion continued to work, he pulled aside more alloys for the rifle. He finished setting up the chassis for the rifle, it looked pretty from the outside. Nice and shiny. As he slid the battery into it's slot, the rifle lit up to life. He nodded, but too soon, as the rifle began glowing brighter, and crackling with energy. Contagion's eyes widened behind his mask, before ducking. An explosion rang out from his worktable, as plasma caught his body, dealing some damage to him, but overall not damaging his surroundings much. A few scorch marks on the table, but Contagion taking the brunt of it. "Crap, I must've caught a seam on the battery, causing it to destabilize..." He sighed deeply, picking up some of the wreckage, cleaning it up. "Well, it seems this is a bit tricky. I'd need some more alloys to attempt it again. In the meantime..." He reached into his satchel, pulling out a tablet, pulling up the blueprint file for the plasma battery. "These are essentially the power cells for the plasma weaponry. You can of course, make them to fit. Larger batteries, more charge, more weight, and more time to fully recharge... I can send the file to you, if you want. Should at least put you in the right direction for the weaponry. At least, it'll give you a kickstart if our group decides to go anywhere anytime soon. And if you could... would you mind making a few spare batteries for me? They don't need to use alloys necessarily, you could use standard steel or even titanium. I'd like to use them to try to make some prototype weaponry for you in the coming days, try to fast-track your progress." He breathed, looking towards the giant generator, and to the various bits and bobs around the Science Department. "If there any other projects you'd like for me to look at?"

In the darkness, Ena's vision definitely isn't inhibited. Throughout the hall of computers, she finds several boxes with more cash in them, totaling out to about $700 Borderland Bucks. Besides that, there was another item among the boxes. Ena receives two [Borderlands Grenade: This grenade takes on the property of whatever grenade module is equipped. If no module is equipped, defaults to 3d4 damage to one target. Single use.] alongside some of the cash. At the end of the hall, she spots a lever, labelled in large black letters 'POWER.'

Contagion heads to the Science Division. He likely walked along with Tygan, explaining the mechanics of his plasma torch, and how it resupplies from areas with atmosphere. "If you're having to fight in areas without an atmosphere, there might be a way to improve the design to not need it. I just haven't looked into it." Contagion pondered for a moment, before turning back to Tygan. "I'd like to have a look at your power supply while we're at it. I have a plasma battery design, that just recycles through the atmosphere, like the plasma torch. Granted, it's on a smaller scale, but with the help of your scientists and engineers, I'm sure we could handle any power issues you may be having. If any... and if you might need any assistance on any of your current research, I'm more than happy to help in the meantime. It'll bring me back to my youth." He chuckled, one hand massaging his neck.

As Tim pulled out his Amulet, he focused. Slowly, the dirt and sand began to move until dramatically, it swept up in a whirlwind, blowing off into the distance. Below it revealed a very rusted, and very large pair of solid metal plates, with a tight seam between them. Everyone could spot the obvious lock about 3 feet in height, from what was visible. In a very scratched and dirty look, there was a off-white painted word on the large door. Hyperion. And with no obvious way to open up, besides a pair of bars on each side of the door, everyone seem confused. That is, until Vitor once again called upon his Psychometry. His magecraft revealed to him the true purpose of this compound, as well as a way to open it. It's a very old Hyperion weapons foundry from the early days of Hyperion, made by Maxim Turner, the founder of Hyperion. It's main purpose was to keep corporate manufacturing secrets safe during the Last Corporate War. As for opening this so-called vault of secrets, there's a pretty obvious fake stick about twenty feet from the door, that looks a little too straight. Apparently you're supposed to pull it. Upon someone pulling the lever, you hear the hiss of steam, before the giant door in front of you starts slowly opening, before getting caught on rust somewhere in the mechanics. Luckily, it's opened enough for you to enter. Inside, directly below, rows of computers and desks covered with cobwebs, only now being shined on by the afternoon sun, casting a dim, and narrow ray down the corridor below. Down to the darkness.

Contagion scanned the few individuals in front of them, taking note of their names, position, and the way they stood. He nodded to the Commander, before speaking up. "I go by my codename Contagion. Pleasure to meet you Command. As well as you, Dr. Tygan, and Lily Shen." With introductions out of the way, he approached the two aforementioned Chief Technology Officers. "My services are yours. I'm an engineer and chemist. And I believe I can assist you with-" Contagion pulled out his Plasma Welder, flipping it one. "-plasma weaponry. I heard you were working on it currently. Hopefully I can speed along your progress."

"Ah, that reminds me..." Contagion looks to Ao. "I take it your organization would like a way to form plasma weaponry? Perhaps I can help in that regard. Or get you access to some of my gas that I use to fight."

The Badass Bruiser stands tall, and begins revving his gun again. But then... "Emultated Phantasm! Gae Bolg!" Vitor strikes through the heart of the Badass Bruiser, instantly killing him in a spew of gore! The bits and pieces fall around Vitor, as he's lightly sprayed with blood. The Bruiser's weapon drops to the ground, as well as a small rectangular metal object. The group makes quick work of the remaining Clubbers, who panic and run, but are quickly handled. Hooray! +4 Merit! Loot:

Contagion turned to the doctor, his voice warm in tone. "Not quite a background neuroscience. I have a PhD in Engineering, as well as one in chemistry. However, I did have opportunities with my superhero agency to help with some of the studies. Mainly the chem side of things, and the machines we made to test the subjects. Never quite got fully into the field. At least, before I had to go full-time hero." Then the doctor started levitating the bullet. "Intriguing. I'll have to consult you and your group as to how you managed to unlock individual psionic potentials... ah, how rude of me. I go by Contagion." He leans forward, and extends his hand.

Calvera grins at the sight of the icefire, proceeding to send out a Sun Boil at EoC.

Contagion idly sits, until Templar begins showing off some of her powers. He leans forward in his seat out of interest. "Fascinating... how is it that you're able to do that? I know you said psionics, but how is it that you unlocked that part of your neural network? I'd done studies in the past, but to no avail, where I come from."

"Oh gods... what is that thing..." Calvera grimaces at the sight of the giant eye, before sending out a Solar Flare (Targets (5/5): Eye of Cthulhu, all 4 Servants).

Calvera joins the fight

Contagion gets in the plane. He takes his seat, but rests his rifle in his lap, ready if anything were to happen.

The four Axemen Psychos charge forward, two ganging up on Stellio, and the other two charging at Vitor and Lilly. The two charging Stellio (24 vs 23)(20 vs 29) both hitting, but one pings off of his impressive armor, the other hitting for 14 damage, (11v23) from the sudden ding to his head armor. The two charging Stellio's teammates take 29 damage each (Stellio heals for 14), as each lose an arm in the attack, but press onwards towards Vitor and Lilly (28! vs 21)(19 vs 16). Both are struck by the flailing axemen, and take 10 damage and 6 damage respectively (12 vs 21)(16 vs 13), Lilly being rammed to the ground, and knocked prone! The four Clubber Psychos split up, and seem to ignore Stellio's aura... going for their own targets of Freya, Lucine, Ena, and Tim. (18 vs 8)(22 vs 7)(24 vs 23)(16 vs 23!) Three of the clubbers find their mark, only the fourth missing Tim, the prior three taking 14, 13, and 10 damage respectively (11 vs 20), and Ena remains unfazed to any additional effects after the hit. Vitor places turrets on Lucine and Law! He proceeds to be quite annoyed at the axeman that just cut him up a bit, and stabs with Gae Bolg (13 vs 12) and finds his mark dealing 18 damage, finishing off that psycho. Lilly strikes towards the axeman that attacks her with her spear, aiming to use "Rending Explosion" (18 vs 14) finding her mark dealing 5 damage, finishing the Psycho off with a surprising explosion of gore! Freya summons her stealthy Drop Bear! It remains stealthed! She proceeds to use her Natural Requiem, summoning 32 frail zombies. The zombies shamble over to one of the Clubbers (20 vs 12) who is mauled, taking 31 damage until death, the next (22 vs 9) takes 19 damage, as bites cover his now bloody body! He's still living, and looking crazier than ever. Lucine goes over to Law, assisting with the Peacekeeping. It spins up, and begins firing at one of the remaining Axemen, (25 vs 21) the bullets meet the Psycho's torso, dealing a massive 38 damage! He's turned to red mist quicker than he could say meat bicycle. Tim charges his Lens! Ena takes aim at the last Axeman, pulling the trigger (25 vs 7)(2! Crit!) landing a crit upon it's head, turning it to read mist at a massive 32 damage! Law was assisting with the Peacekeeper! Ador changes targets, as all the axemen are dead, using Glitter Stream on one of the Clubbers (15 vs 11), dealing 3 damage, and blinding one of the Clubbers! Stellio aimed at an Axeman, only to have its head blown off by Ena, so he switches to a Clubber sending four needles flying at him dealing 4 damage, gaining +4 STR and ESS. He then proceeds to swing with Headsman, decapitating the Clubber with 35 damage. At the noise and carnage outside, a very tall and muscular man with ragged clothes and a bright orange gun steps out of a tent, revving up the gun. He lowers his gun, and Sprays out at the crowd of enemies dealing 2 damage to each zombie, and 4 to every visible ally! He proceeds to bash as Lucine with the butt of his gun (23 v 10), dealing 5 damage, and knocks her prone, taking her off of the Peacekeeper! Initiative: Status:

Contagion, sensing the situation is handled, nods. He takes a moment to scrap what he can off of the ADVENT corpses.

Calvera grabs a Red Heart. She proceeds to look in the direction of the two new individuals. "Uhm... o-okay?" Calvera looked to Arminius, before stepping forward, to follow this so-called guide and Arms Dealer.

"You have to realize that I have willingly put myself in the crossfire of many an ally, and have put my life on the line for over forty years. I just don't want anything rash to happen, when it doesn't need to. It's kinda my job, back on my home-world." Contagion lowered his hands. He was just trying to lower the potential danger at this point. "Besides, the big gun is probably enough at this point, so can we get a compromise? I get that you're just being cautious because we don't know them. However, I did see them fighting against the same enemies we were."

As the group approached, one of the masked men took notice. He screamed to the top of his lungs, a terrifying war cry, "LOOK BOYS, IT'S SOME FRESH MEAT! AHAHAHAHAHA!," before charging at the group, some of the others following suit. As this happens, somehow the humanoid rat breaks free from its ropes, hands going for it's weapons. Several voices ring out from the crowd. "TIME TO POUND SOME MEATPUPPIES! YES, YES YES, IT'S DINNER TIME! MORE, MORE MEAT FOR ME!" Initiative: Status: