[center][h1][color=00aeef]Ren[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center]Slight hardware jealousy.[/center]
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[color=0076a3]"I've already got things covered back there. I'll be fine as long as nothing hits the storage rooms downstairs."[/color]

Renli pointed a thumb back out at the open door of the gunnery deck and, beyond, at the mass of cables thrashing about in control of five gunnery stations. Rento was limply flopping about on the floor as the cables jerked to and fro at the gun controls. Renli's own hardware was far too thick and bulky to work the turret controls in the same way, so he opted to stay out of the way of his other selves' less conscious AI subroutines.

He continued monitoring the situation on the Stryker's datapad silently. Lots of noise, lots of [i]fun[/i]. It was a shame he couldn't talk his way onto the boarding party earlier, but the captain wouldn't have likely appreciated a wildcard on board -- though, Renli felt, he wasn't nearly as much of a wildcard as some of the others who were already there. Particularly the soon-to-be corpse named Arex, who had allegedly attacked another member of the boarding team. A Hunter Droid would've been the perfect opportunity to test out his Tower's defensive capabilities, assuming it didn't just ignore him.

[color=0076a3]"Beautiful piece of machinery the Feds have. If that thing gets knocked out somehow, could we try to get it on a shuttle back? Or, at least, its memory core,"[/color] said Renli flatly. He very much lacked the enthusiastic tone of the other android, and even seemed a little disappointed, perhaps because he wasn't there to kill it himself.

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