"We settle this like true duelists!"
The distance between Elisaz and the Arbiter shall be 20 paces in each direction.
The world fades into being, focusing rapidly into a room of extravagant faux-elangance, making up in garishness what it lacks in sophistication. There is barely a surface that is not gilded, bedecked in fine and very expensive high detail embossed images and made of something very expensive and rare from some planet far far away. Everything is dark, aged wood, velvet cushions, oils paintings, crystal glass and doilies. The room itself, ignoring the copious amounts of very expensive debris, is a great oval thing lined with all manner of furniture-chairs, dressers, book cases, a giant fireplace, writing desks, love seats, and a bed big enough to comfortably house the population of the third world planet from which the carefully carved bed posts no doubt hail-with a large open area in the center. You stand on one end of this room, decked out in your finest murder'n attire, while the Avatar stands at the other.
He-if gender can even apply to such a thing- is a 10 foot tall monstrosity almost completely obscured from view by a heavy black cloak that flows down from his shoulders and hangs just a half a foot from the floor. Everything on him is ebony black, accented with a sparse sprinkling of gleaming silver swirling patterns which emphasize the sunken cheeks and hollow eye sockets of a face like horse's skull wrapped in tight, wet leather. His feet, like hooves but split into a dozen freely flexing spikes, click quietly against the hard wood floor as it tilts its head to examine you. A great boney arm, nearly long enough to scrape the ground with it's 8 taloned fingers, slides out from under the cloak, holding what looks like an enormous black, metal club covered in dozens of square silver studs. You see his chest rise and a horrible insect like hissing and clicking fills the room.
Modify it to reduce the suicide kickback and all, too. And maybe add a 20-round clip of those wing dart things. Also, I'd have to pay for stuff from the armory, correct?
All this science is killing my brain. It probably doesn't help that I just took the MSP.
Gauss rifles don't have a suicidal recoil, they don't have any. Gauss cannons on the other hand do, but not rifles. As per wing darts, whatcha talking about? And yeah, you pay for stuff at the armory.
1 extra circuit will only cost 1 token.
As per those tools, they can let you have a bonus to changing the things out faster, but not to making the "Permanent" modifications. It's not so much the tools that make modifying the gun a challenge as it is the technical knowledge.
((Ok with it.))
Alright, then the tools are gonna be like 1 for normal tools and 2 for power and will provide +'s equal to their cost.
Activate flight to get down from the building, once at ground level, activate buzz mode and follow one set of tracks, keeping the EX RGH-KP Rifle ready to fire.
(it's the heat of the exhaust of their rockets, by the way, not foot steps or anything)
Also yeah, you shouldn't really know about buzz mode unless Milno told you or you have some sort of history with the suits. Flight is fine, because it's standard, but buzz was something milno discovered in the suits.