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The lights illuminating Otto's lenses narrowed as he looked at the scientist. The man was far too arrogant for one of his overwhelming incompetence. However, whilst the man infuriated him a measure of coherency was returned to Otto by his remarks. There were very few things that annoyed him, but somebody insulting his work was definitely on that small list.

'Of course it works you dolt' he replied, his voice modulated in such a manner as to sound authoritative, but also cold and mechanical. 'As for showing you how it works' he continued 'I'd have hoped it was obvious, but if you need it literally shoved in your face I shall oblige.'

With that Otto, flipped the small silvery device in his hand a few times, before waling over to Mako. 'This won't take more than a moment' he said to his fellow investigator, kneeling down to get at his containment packs recharger unit. Otto's tools began to whir and whine as he nimbly got to work stripping out the standard issue interface that was already starting to decay before hooking up his new one.

Standing up Otto fished in one of his many pockets drawing out his energy pistol. He pointed the weapon straight at Kepler for a moment, before taking the cover off of the weapon's charge point and plugging the new charging interface into it. The weapon suddenly surged with blue light and a humming noise began to emanate from it. Otto swiftly disconnected the weapon before looking at a clock over Kepler's shoulder. 'Hmm, it would appear I was wrong Kepler' he said, rather nonchalantly 'not 5 seconds, but 3, better than I'd expected.'

He smiled behind his mask, and let that arrogant scientist simmer for a bit. 'Now, shall I explain to you how it works, or do you think you can work it out for yourself? Honestly it's not all that complicated.'

With that Otto turned back to his various contraptions not waiting for Kepler to reply. Otto saw little point in paying courtesy to those who obviously didn't care for it. Then he remembered Mako was still there, he shook his head. 'Sorry old friend' he said turning around, 'meant to ask, how'd your mission ttttt-urn out in the end?' his stammer starting to come back now anger wasn't pushing it aside. As he waited for Mako to reply he adjusted yet another gadget taken from his desks, occasionally raising it before his left eye to check for subtle inaccuracies.