"The psionics before us helped make guns for a reason you know." Darkan looked over to Alain, and opened the door. There was everything! If you could name it than it was in there, pistols, rocket launchers, plasma rifles, plasma pistols, laser pistols, High Frequency blades, chain swords, shoulder mounted rocket launchers, etc, etc, etc. It was a practical dragon's hoard of weapons. In the middle was obviously the Captain's favorite, a large grey powersuit with several burn marks and scratches that appeared to be unable to be cleaned, The helmet was a large dome with an orange visor that could slide open to reveal the wearer's face.