[ Crossing over to it, he examines what remains of the satellite, trying to fit the missing pieces in to get a sense of what it is. And more importantly, what purpose it served. His eyes are drawn to the panel, dead and lifeless and practically begging to be turned on so that he can extract its secrets.
He taps a finger against it, unsurprised when nothing happens. ]
So why not put it back together, power it up, and turn it on? See what it's for?
[ He says it like it should be a piece of cake to do it. To his mind, it is. All he needs to do is cobble the parts together and he can make a particle accelerator capable of reproducing the element glowing in his chest. So far, that's been able to power anything. ]
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He taps a finger against it, unsurprised when nothing happens. ]
So why not put it back together, power it up, and turn it on? See what it's for?
[ He says it like it should be a piece of cake to do it. To his mind, it is. All he needs to do is cobble the parts together and he can make a particle accelerator capable of reproducing the element glowing in his chest. So far, that's been able to power anything. ]