
General Eldon Gorski |

Eldon tears through the remains of the ship, the hold still in one piece as he expected. Reaching his private quarters, he began tearing apart the desk. Eldon has always been prepared, it was the way of things for him when he was younger, and had saved him several times.
The top of the desk removed, the side panels taken off, a small arsenal of weapons lays out before him. "People like those fancy pulse rifles, mass-produced pieces of garbage. Now these are weapons!" Each one a custom piece, he had transported this collection for years, cleaning and polishing in his spare time. There wasn't much ammunition sadly, only so much room available. He strapped two of the pistols onto his belt and loaded the one rifle in the collection. Finally he takes the centerpiece of the collection. The weapon was designed to launch an explosive shell at a high velocity, penetrate heavy armor before detonating. Only three had been made, considered obsolete at the time of their manufacture. Eldon understood why, other weapons were capable of greater damage output, or cheaper to make. Some even safer. But he had managed to get ahold of one. And six of the shells for it. He wanted to save it for a special occasion, and this was about as special as it would get.
Reaching in, he retrieved another useful item, and old set of two-way radios. The frequency it used wasn't used much anymore, so there was a chance Ryuko couldn't listen in on it. At least that was his hope. Stashing them on his person he begins to close the lid when he notices one of his collection was missing. At that moment he heard it, the sound of a gun being cocked. Eldon tries to look non-chalant, continuing putting things away, before turning, drawing his own weapon as he does, and taking his shot....