Deep beneath the surface of Refuge, science is happening...
"We've confirmed that there are traces of Deadly SpaceMan DNA on the gyro pistol you recovered
. Bio-scans were able to assemble a mostly-complete genome, and from there we could clone a live specimen. You arrived just in time -- I'm about to open the containment vessel. Please stand back..."fssssss..."Wha... where am I?... is that a --"
"The fuck are you doing? You better stop this bullshit right now, or my chainsaws and I are gonna-"
"He's going into convulsions! Quick, get him into that life-support suit, or he'll die!"
"Why should I do that? He'll just attack us again."
"Mr. President, do you know how much money you've sunk into this project? If we try to clone another one, we'll push the whole country over the Fiscal Event Horizon!"
"Shit, really? All right, let's save this poor bastard..."
"Say, why does he need a life support suit anyway? I thought these guys kicked ass. That was why I had you clone one of them in the first place..."
"His genetic code was incomplete. He'll still be a powerful combatant, but he needs the suit to regulate his metabolism."
"OK, but why does it have a jet pack?"
it have a jet pack?"
"... OK, you got me."
"All right, listen up. I know things got off on the wrong foot, but you'll be better off working with us than against us. There is an enemy fleet blockading this planet, and we need you to destroy it --""You fool. I could easily slaughter everyone in this facility and then move on to destroy that fleet. Your offer means nothing to me."
"Let me sweeten the deal then. Dr. Scientist!"
"That's not my name, Mr. President-"
"Whatever. Go get the project from Lab 4."
"Are you sure that's wise?"
"Did you forget I'm the President? I can have you summarily chainsawed, you know. It's in the Constitution somewhere."
"On my way!"
"Here you are...""Ooooh... shiny."
"Yep. And it's rigged to self-destruct if I die or this facility is destroyed. But if you're willing to join us against the Britannian fleet, then it's all yours.""Very well. I accept your offer."
"Awesome. I'll take you down to the war room and brief you-""No. Give me a squad of your best men and a fast transport. I do not need your pathetic plans and strategems -- I can complete this mission myself."
Just one random act of violence can brighten your day. Especially if it involves explosives.