Hatchworth looked up from where he had been waiting. So he wasn't going to blow it open? Why not? The Spine wasn't damaged, was he?
Gloved hands hovered hesitantly over the hatch in his chest for a moment, before swinging it open. He didn't have his cannon anymore, but of course the rift was still there - maybe he could still do it? "I have an. idea. Stand back."
He vented a long jet of steam, fingers nervously twitching together. Okay. Okay. Managing the blue matter wasn't as easy as using a normal weapon would have been; even in war he'd never precisely been able to control what came out. Hatchy tried to hold very still and think maybe-a-cannonball-or-something-definitely-not-actual-blue-matter-blast thoughts as he felt the rift twist and warp inside him...
...and a turkey sandwich popped out and fell onto the ground. And then caught fire.
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Gloved hands hovered hesitantly over the hatch in his chest for a moment, before swinging it open. He didn't have his cannon anymore, but of course the rift was still there - maybe he could still do it? "I have an. idea. Stand back."
He vented a long jet of steam, fingers nervously twitching together. Okay. Okay. Managing the blue matter wasn't as easy as using a normal weapon would have been; even in war he'd never precisely been able to control what came out. Hatchy tried to hold very still and think maybe-a-cannonball-or-something-definitely-not-actual-blue-matter-blast thoughts as he felt the rift twist and warp inside him...
...and a turkey sandwich popped out and fell onto the ground. And then caught fire.
"Never. mind."