Standing there in his full power suit, at a height of nearly 9 feet when said and done, Jim was there, his pulse rifle on the table with a few clips of ammunition and a half smoked cigar in his mouth. The helmet was open so he nodded to the newcomer and offered his hand.
"So you the guy I was showing the damage a pulse rifle can do?"
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"So you the guy I was showing the damage a pulse rifle can do?"