<strong>Thaddeus Theodore Thudpucker III Lobby Desk and Weapons Check:</strong><br/><br/>Thaddeus Tipped his hat lightly at Tom, snatched his key from the counter and sauntered over to the Weapons Check Area giving the Security officer his most disarming smile as he, disarmed. First came the laser cutlass at his side. Then the rifle on his back, six flintlock repeaters, the small pepperbox he used as a backup, and a large collection of vibro-knives. While the weapons themselves where standard fair for any sailor, Thaddeus carried enough ordinance secreted about his person to arm, six normal men. It was clear from the arsenal he piles atop the counter, that despite the Navigators friendly disposition, it would be a very bad idea for anyone to take the man lightly, under any circumstances. Last but not least, Thaddeus turned his attention to the ornately carved prothesis that served as his right hand. With several light taps the hand whirred and hissed, as panels opened and well oiled gears moved hydraulic catches. From the back of The hand jutted three glass and bronze tubes. Each filled with a different hued liquid. Thaddues removed them and handed them to the guard with deliberate care.<br/><br/>"You'll be wantin to put these somewhere cool and safe lad." He said handing over the first beaker its contents a thick fluid of pale yellow. " Otherwise I wont be able to guarantee yer safety. This ones a mean neurotoxin. A little will paralyse ya completely. A bit more then that will leave you put you in seizure that 'ill shatter yer bones until sweet Davy claims you. Next one is an acid that will eat clean through steel." He said handing the man a bright green fluid filled vial, "Let alone them soft fleshy bits yer holding it with, and the last..." He trailed as he handed him the smokey pink glass tube, "is a gas that will make ye sleep like a babe in yer own mothers arms if it so much as mixes with air. I'd be careful not to go droppin' any of those if I was you, lad. Makes for a mighty bad day if ye do." The Old Salt said in a voice that was a good degree darker than it had been since the man arrived. He seemed ready to pack his thing up and move on when his face suddenly brightened like a light had gone off above his head.<br/><br/>"Oh I suppose I ought to be given you this as well." He said pushing open a snapplate in the wrist and pulling out a miniaturized Tesla coil. One, of two, that sat nestled tightly together within the abscess. " There, now I wont be able to throw lightning cross the room. Yer boss seems to frown on such things. Though I cant imagine why!" He chuckled giving the Security Officer a conspiratory wink and a smile. "Mans got no sense of humor! Alright, I think that's it now. The rest is tools, toys, necessities, thee odd oddity or two. So if we're all done here, I'd like to be movin' on inside. Assuming that's all right with you, that is?"