Power Armor Bay
"Kale-Hei... Your speciality is data processing, isn't it? Think you can handle that many drones at once?" Tsuguka had begun to suit up, but the chest plating was still left wide open whilst she tested the function of the limbs. The neko wasn't really sure why Dirjon had suggested such a thing, taking control of the situation away from himself, but she had to admit that having one person attain a complete picture of the entire battle field sounded better than two people with two halves. "And thank you, Ulvson-Hei. Having a good variety of weapons will alow us to test for specific weaknesses."
The Daisy's torso armor clasping completely shut now, she felt the full systems surge through her spine unit. Not that she would admit it to the others, but the sensation was beginning to leave a bad taste in her mouth lately. It made her worry about what dire state the group was going to be in when she got out again.
Solemnly, she righted herself, and walked over to the weapon racks to collect an aether sabre. She was certainly no technician, but judging the new added weight of her shield arm did give her a couple of extra ideas about the electromagnetic wave problem.
"...As for tinfoil, well... Remember that your shields are made of Zesuaium, and EMP doesn't just turn corners. It's a beam, just like a radio wave, or a ray of light. As long as we are outside of the complex, making a 'shadow' over your chest with it should be effective." Walking over to Dirjon now, Tsuguka made a weird motion as if wanting to put a hand on his shoulder, but then quickly retracting it, and settled on a respectful little bow of the head instead. The lukewarm creature didn't feel right being intimate; Not exactly breaking news. "I'll take point if that happens, of course, seeing as you gave me this little present to play with."