Fresh after solidifying a friendship with the dwarves, Jarvis and Fenton return to the colony. After making preparations to uphold their end of the new agreement, Jarvis heads to Cecile’s lab, seeking an update for the colony’s defenses. While Cecile’s team has scoured the ship and cannibalized several systems, the cannons were only stemming the onslaught.
With high hopes, Jarvis enters Cecile’s laboratory seeking weapons to deal with the appearance of the horde’s flying creatures. However, the constant burden of dealing with the harsh planet has stretched her to the breaking point.
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Jarvis shouldered Cecile’s laboratory open and sauntered inside. “What are you doing?”
“I’m twiddling my thumbs while the devastating horde amasses for its latest assault.”
“Your sarcasm doesn’t help.”
Cecile’s eyes peered over the table, fire burning behind them. “Don’t you have other things to deal with besides bothering me?” Cecile cocked her head, leaving one narrowed eye visible. “Like dealing with the influx of our newest allies?”
As his teeth ground together, Jarvis’s fist collided with the metallic doorframe. He took a few deep breaths as he brushed his reddened fingers. “Cecile, I require your cooperation, not your flippant attitude.”
Her hands shot over her head as her lips slammed shut, stifling a scream. When she stood, she rested her palms on the counter, and her fingertips started tapping a soothing melody. “I’m busy trying to discover other means of defending this outpost.” She gestured at the half-finished experiments scattered throughout her lab and eased her fists against the table. Seconds later, a series of cracks filled the laboratory. “I doubt the cobbled together plasma cannons will be sufficient.”
“I seem to remember you crafted those with relative ease,” Jarvis said, crossing his arms.
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