Morikir watched as the young boy brought in the echo-tape recorder, "Seriously? This kid is the one who br-" He was cut off when the echo-tape projected a hologram of a man. Maverick perked up, breaking his concentration with the small bot, as well to the hologram that popped up from the machine. Morikir looked at the others, making sure to stay close to Maverick, "What is this? I've never seen one of these before.." Morikir gestured, by waving his hand, to Maverick for him to move up as Morikir got closer to the table to watch the hologram closer, intrigued by it. Morikir paid more attention to the technology presented before him, rather then the message it tried to relay. Though he did pick up on the key parts: Vault key, Dahl trying to make the kid join the military, more stuff about the vault and Pandora. Then the hologram cut off, and Morikir picked it up, almost investigating it, until a large crash was heard behind. He turned to see a cyborg of a woman inside, until she was released. Then Morikir saw something else in the door way; a soldier. 

[i]Surrender your arms and you will be taken into custody to be executed officially[/i] 

A sinister grin crossed Morikir's face, seemingly from ear-to-ear, though you wouldn't be able to see it. Morikir put out his right arm, while putting the hologram on his left hip, and Maverick retreated back around his body, forming the protective armor that he was primarily used for now. Morikir let out a deep sigh, smile still ingrained on his face, "So. You expect us to go with you, just so you can kill us somewhere else?" He put out his arms, devoid of weapons and took a step closer to the man, with his head down giving the appearance of surrender, "Well... I suppose," Morikir shot up his head and gaze directly at the soldier as part of Maverick on his back shot his shot gun straight into Morikir's right hand, pointing directly at the soldiers face, "It was a nice try." Morikir pulled the trigger, sending a slug of a shot straight into the mans face. Sending him flying back. In Morikir's mind, a thought came up, [i]Let the war ensue. Probably shouldn't have done that.[/i]