“Right. Experimental array. Much study has been made of the
Charge biotic ability, and using an Element Zero core, I've been able
to replicate the effect. Observe.”
Pressing a button on the side of the pistol, the weapon glows. An
aura of crackling blue surrounds it, spinning for a split second
before disappearing. A blue bolt travels across the room, expanding
out and once more taking the shape of the Carnifex hand cannon,
hovering in the air before dropping into Jacob's hand.
“Hot damn,” the former Cerberus operative says, “It's a
teleporter?”
“More to less,” Mordin says, returning to his desk, “It is by
large short range site to site. It uses the same properties of a
Mass Relay for transit, but please. Do not use it to transit between
systems. Short range. Only.”
A sucking sound from the Salarian as he shakes his head.
“Also, do not use it to go behind opaque surfaces like walls and
bulkheads. May end up embedded in wall. Poor hamster.”
On the other side of the lab, Garrus twitches his mandibles in the
approximation of a grin.
“See?”
“I admit, that's pretty impressive,” Shepard says, “Who's on
your team?”
“Since you're returning to the alliance, I've talked with a few
who would not be going back with you,” he responds, “At least,
the ones not likely to be on an alliance ship. Jack's coming.
Legion, too. Samara will be coming over with me, as well. I'm also
looking into a few others.”
Shepard nods, walking out of the lab, Garrus by her side as there is
a sound like a table teleporting across the laboratory and Mordin
telling Jacob in clipped tones that it is not a toy.
“Makes sense,” she says, “Anyway, we can drop you off at Omega
after we stop by the Citadel. I need to report to the Council, and
we have one other thing to do there.”
“Which is?”
“Now that we've got that info from the Collector's base, I can
confront the Council about the Reapers,” she says, “And see if we
can get some reinforcements.”
Charge biotic ability, and using an Element Zero core, I've been able
to replicate the effect. Observe.”
Pressing a button on the side of the pistol, the weapon glows. An
aura of crackling blue surrounds it, spinning for a split second
before disappearing. A blue bolt travels across the room, expanding
out and once more taking the shape of the Carnifex hand cannon,
hovering in the air before dropping into Jacob's hand.
“Hot damn,” the former Cerberus operative says, “It's a
teleporter?”
“More to less,” Mordin says, returning to his desk, “It is by
large short range site to site. It uses the same properties of a
Mass Relay for transit, but please. Do not use it to transit between
systems. Short range. Only.”
A sucking sound from the Salarian as he shakes his head.
“Also, do not use it to go behind opaque surfaces like walls and
bulkheads. May end up embedded in wall. Poor hamster.”
On the other side of the lab, Garrus twitches his mandibles in the
approximation of a grin.
“See?”
“I admit, that's pretty impressive,” Shepard says, “Who's on
your team?”
“Since you're returning to the alliance, I've talked with a few
who would not be going back with you,” he responds, “At least,
the ones not likely to be on an alliance ship. Jack's coming.
Legion, too. Samara will be coming over with me, as well. I'm also
looking into a few others.”
Shepard nods, walking out of the lab, Garrus by her side as there is
a sound like a table teleporting across the laboratory and Mordin
telling Jacob in clipped tones that it is not a toy.
“Makes sense,” she says, “Anyway, we can drop you off at Omega
after we stop by the Citadel. I need to report to the Council, and
we have one other thing to do there.”
“Which is?”
“Now that we've got that info from the Collector's base, I can
confront the Council about the Reapers,” she says, “And see if we
can get some reinforcements.”