"I never did formally introduce myself. I am Zeke the King of Draknoir. Well, now I guess I would be Zeke the Fallen." A hint of bitterness colored Zeke's voice as his gold eyes gazed at Tom.
"King Zeke, Fallen Zeke right now I think were all just happy to have Zeke the badass who literally eats prison guards for breakfast on our side." Tom said after Zeke briefly introduced himself. "As for me the name's Tom Gordon, despite the last name I'm not related to Flash Gordon and you guys totally don't get reference **** it! WE GOT A SHIP TO STEAL!" thankfully he had been running and shooting while running his mouth about fictional characters that no one that was within a few billion miles would possibly understand. Charging at the ship's boarding ramp he kept on shooting, the pistols heating up little by little as he pressed forward. Maybe he was a bit loopy from hunger, perhaps he was still convinced that he was dreaming and thus invincible, but he had been feeling pretty damn sure of himself. He was never quite like this back home, but perhaps it was being thrown into a situation like those that he admired in fiction that was making him take to this rather well, though in all likely hood it was loopy hunger and the belief that he was dreaming.
Once on board the ship he soon found himself surrounded by guards, a problem he faced by doing more shooting, at least until one of the plasma pistols he was holding had overheated to the point where it was painful to even touch, prompting him to bolt down a corridor, using his remaining pistol to try and hold them back while he tried to find a part of the ship that had anything resembling a weapon. He briefly overheard one of them saying to make sure he didn't get his hands on the gauntlets, whatever that meant. Were they some sort of weapon? Would they be useful? He didn't think much about it and just ran until he finally tripped and fell into a room, which from the looks of it was the kind of thing he was looking for. It appeared to be some sort of armory, within it were a set of five lightly armored suits, beside each was a gun and a weapon resembling a sword, he tried to get to them but they appeared to be sealed behind a layer of very dense and very solid glass, something he found out the hard way when he tried to punch it.
He knew he was running out of time, they would catch up sooner or later and would fill him full of holes. Perhaps he shouldn't have ran ahead of the rest of the group, hindsight could be funny like that. He looked around one more time, trying to find anything that could be useful, and that is when he spotted them. Attached to a wall console of sorts, there were 5 of them, each looking like it would fit over someone's forearm. Were these those gauntlet things they were talking about? At this point he was out of options and grabbed the nearest one and placed it on his right arm. "Alright now to find out what this thing does...." he muttered before being interrupted by an electronic voice from the gauntlet.
Trans-Phase Brace attached, beginning initialization. "Huh?" he said before he suddenly grasped his arm and shouted in pain. He felt four needles pierce his arm, followed by an intense stinging and burning sensation as
something was injected into him and his DNA being read by the device. Was this some sort of trap?
Unfortunately, the crew heard that an were quickly closing in. The moment they spotted him they aimed their guns. "Shoot him before it finishes!" the lead guard shouted.
"****!" was the only word he could get it. It seemed this was it, the end of his trip to where no man had gone before.
Threat detected, deploying barrier An energy shield was projected from the gauntlet, apparently called the trans-phase brace or something like that, blocking the blasts that were shot at him. He was surprised, relieved and glad that he wasn't dead, and all the with, he was still feeling the pain in the arm but somehow it felt like it as gradually lessening.
Wearer Preserved, resuming Initialization. Quickly he grabbed his blaster and aimed to shoot, but much to his surprise the gauntlet fired a blast of energy of it's own which incapacitated one of the guards with a single shot. With a grin he fired several more shots at the rest of them, as if he instinctively knew how. With his ass saved he grabbed the remaining four trans-phase braces and took off into the corridors again, chances are the others in this weird group could make use of these things.
