He looked down at the minion, staring at it for a moment before realizing it was not one of the original four, and wouldn't know to avoid him in his current mood. He downed the drink in a single gulp without tasting it, before CAREFULLY placing the cup back on the plate, and stalking past. Once in the lab, he slammed the suit against the wall to his left hard enough to crack the helmet and shatter the lens in it, before tossing it in the failure pile to be reduced to scrap pieces for other projects that could be sold. He only accepted perfection for himself and his team, everyone else could make do with what they got.<br/><br/>He sat down on the work bench, and started with the basic design on a drawing board. It usually helped calm and focus him. Today, however, it only infuriated him further, and he shoved the failed designs aside while beginning work on a field to completely nullify all abilities in it. Magic, psionics, nothing that was not 'allowed' by basic physics would work in it, likely including a number of his technological toys. Still, he felt it had potential for use against entrenched super forces, and could also be used to utterly screw over a certain illusionist. It only had one pulse, and it wouldn't disrupt things long, but he could improve that in the second version. First was to get something that would do what he wanted. After an hour working on that, he felt calm enough to move to something else, and headed outside to work on updating the security protocols that prevented entry into his home. Ghost would get in as a corpse, if she got in at all. As would anyone else trying to break in. He added a mental note to inform the commander about forcing entry into the RV being a bad idea at some point.