[John's a soldier, not a scientist. He understands and appreciates the practical applications of technology, and at this point in his career, can fly or shoot just about anything, no matter who made it, or where it's from, but he still calls Atlantis Geek-Squad when his laptop lags. He has no idea how all those viruses get in there, but it definitely isn't from downloading music, movies and porn.]
Oh, c'mon. That can't be real.
[He's standing with his face pressed to the glass of an exhibit containing a sword with a vibrating energy blade, which looks a lot like the iconic weapon from one of his favourite movies back home about wars and stars.
The best part is it can be equipped to the top of a rifle, like a laser bayonette. How useful would that be? Run out of bullets and you can hack your way out of trouble with a lot less effort than the standard blade or machete.
John, not the largest or buffest of men, is sold.]
Excuse me, what's the price-tag on that? Do PG get a discount?
[He's talking to Tony, who's been seemingly explaining everything in the surrounding area to people for as long as John's been standing there, and must be some kind of sales associate.]
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Oh, c'mon. That can't be real.
[He's standing with his face pressed to the glass of an exhibit containing a sword with a vibrating energy blade, which looks a lot like the iconic weapon from one of his favourite movies back home about wars and stars.
The best part is it can be equipped to the top of a rifle, like a laser bayonette. How useful would that be? Run out of bullets and you can hack your way out of trouble with a lot less effort than the standard blade or machete.
John, not the largest or buffest of men, is sold.]
Excuse me, what's the price-tag on that? Do PG get a discount?
[He's talking to Tony, who's been seemingly explaining everything in the surrounding area to people for as long as John's been standing there, and must be some kind of sales associate.]