Sebastian nodded determinedly, squeezing the trigger of the disruptor pistol evenly and firing off a ray of the same lavender shade that filled the vacuum tubes of the thing. It washed over the captain's shoulder as the young man took in a sharp breath and swallowed nervously. He knew that it was designed to stitch and sew flesh back together, to knead and mend muscle and even bone as the irradiated particles kicked the target's regenerative processes into overdrive... At the cost of their metabolism. He lowered the pistol slowly, hoping that the captain had had a big meal, and recently...