He frowned at the request for 'testing,' before suddenly laughing. "Bring along? Try and stop me! Though will I have enough room to carry them all... No, I have to pick..."<br/><br/>He left the office muttering to himself under his breath, heading back to the RV.<br/><br/>An hour later, he ran into the testing room, looking harried. "I am here! Sorry, distracted myself. I have four items to test, though the Altus is not one, no doubt you have all already tested it to your hearts content. Or at least, as much as you can test something without the power source translation coupling."<br/><br/>He had his ever present matching brown trench coat and fedora, as well as his backpack. "Any real method to testing this madness? Or is it pull something out, blow something up..."<br/><br/>He paused as several minions cheered, and he turned to see a group of them on the other side of what appeared to be clear, blast resistant shielding, which likely had NOT been there before they had learned about the testing, sipping loudly on cups of something almost as big as they were. He stared for a moment, and then shook his head as he dismissed their typical insanity, before continuing. "Or otherwise use it appropriately? I got one blaster, one gun, one utility, and one in potentia, so to speak."