Catalyst: Impetus

Friend or Foe

"WHERE DID YOU GET THIS COPPER." RT's shout rang through the facility. Eric, pinned to the wall of his ship. The captain wasn't going to spend his first moments grounded fighting a super human. At least not fighting this boy in a fair match.

Eric flick his arm, a small handmade device dropping to his right hand from a pocket inside the sleeve. It was a makeshift tasor fashioned from a decent sized battery, a button, and two copper spikes. The captain bared down on the device's button, it's current chirping from the copper rods.

Aimed at the androids shoulder Eric stretched his arm forward. RT released the man moments from the electrical device made contact. Before the captain managed to make another attept, Retriark grabbed the still sparking device. The current buzzing into his bare hand.

Eric took the opportunity presented by the boys released grip. If he could get through the door and make it upstairs, he had an assortment of weapons he could manage a fight with. Eric didn't make it away, it was only seconds before he was pinned back to the wall.

The android shouting the same question. One detail changed however. The captain, suspended with just one of the boy's arms. The boy's hand, which grabbed the tasor, now sparking with the same electricity Eric had assumed disabled him.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THIS COPPER?"

"Damn, ok I picked it up in Europe!" Eric was fearful now. Even with the pistol holstered in the jacket, he didn't think for a moment bullets would be effective.
"D.J. call off your dog." The grown man cried out to the doctor. Many times before had the captain found himself in this exact situation. Each time his whit out weighed the situation. This was not like previous times. Eric didn't know who or what this boy was, but going against its demands did not seem wise.

D.J. was practically dazed. Now standing outside the ship with just a blink between the positions. The shouting of his good friend calling attention to the situation at hand.
"RT? What the hell are you doing?"

"This copper bares the engravings of the French Industrial Bureaucracy." Retriark's tone was far from pleased. His grip on the captains jacket only getting tighter. The raised hand only more threatening.
"France is occupied WITHIN R'lyeh jurisdiction. Only a traitor to the humans cause could gain passage through its borders."

"Why should I sit back while the enemy sits on priceless salvage?" The ship master spoke up. RT didn't budge so Eric continued. "I've flown countless stealth crafts in my history. Something just BEYOND the Mythos' border is child's play. Stay quiet, and follow the electrical storms and the cosmic bastards will never find you."

Retriark still didn't seemed convinced. D.J. quickly approached the android placing his hand on the bots shoulder. A sense to comfort but in actuality the gesture was an attempt to lower the charged electrical boost RT was ready to administer.
"RT, listen. Eric has been past the border multiple times since your shut down." The scientists stuck to reasoning. "These hauls are 90% of what was used in your upgrades. He played a large part in your rebuilding."

Words like 'upgrade' and 'rebulding' stuck out in Captain McAlister's mind. All the pieces fell into place. This wasn't just some boy It was a damn robot.

RT let go of Eric's clothing, the man falling with a thud against his ships flooring. The charge on the androids hand vanishing.
"My apologies Captain." The machine bowed in apology. "I was unaware of your risks and outstanding skill as a commander. I will make sure to log this information within my memory. Incase of future encounters."

Both the doctor and the android reached to the sitting and confused Eric. Each offering a hand to pull him up. He accepted the help.
"Can I have my tasor back?" The captain questioned as he stood, looking at the little hand held device on the ground. RT picked it up and handed to Eric.

"My apologies again. You may need a new battery. I doubt any charge remains." Retriark's conductivity worked better than expected. However it was at the expense of the captains tool.

"How about, D.J. just owes me a new one." The captain pocketed the malfunctioned weapon, and eyed the silver haired boy.
"So, you aren't human?"

"Artificially Integrated Sentient Frame built for combat." RT was eyeing the captain, tho, no one could tell with his blindfold. There were some scans ran over the man but RT refrained from similar actions he previously took.
"D.J." the machines attention now informing his creator.
"Three teams have been processed. Within 7 minutes the work of 15 lifters will be crossing over the path we currently occupy. I suggest we find a more appropriate location to negotiate payment."

"Captain, I am very sorry for RT's actions." D.J. didn't acknowledge the words RT had said. The scientists was far more concerned with his acquaintance. Eric on the other hand had more interest in RT's suggestion.

"Yeah, Let's get comfortable and start talking payments." Numbers and deals had an appeal of their own to the war veteran. Whatever he could get out of such a valuable haul Eric was sure to drop in to Scalva's upgrades. "Show me what you think I want."

D.j. smiled at the man's apparent greed. He gestured toward the path away from the ship and waited for Eric to lead.
"While we talk, I'll make sure to radio Herin. Tell him about the mounted gun."