Marshall lazily followed the rest of his fellow freaks to the gym just in time to see Alex, Or rather sparky as Marshall would forever see him as, to continue his little prodding of the obvious class favorite. [I] And people call me immature. [/I] Marshall thought to himself before turning his attention back to the head scientist. "Hey creepy scientist dude number seven mind if I call out a few problems with your plan here?" Marshall called from the back of the group with a slight smirk in his voice. "First off not all of us are killers here, some of us are just descent people that know how to use a computer. So why should you expect us to be able to do any of this stuff?" He said with a chuckle. "Also do you think giving guns to people you're holding here against their will is a good idea?"