He smiled evilly. "The explosives haiku seems appropriate."<br/><br/>He sauntered over to the door, and examined it, before putting on a pair of rubberized gloves. He then began placing a shaped charged against the door seam he had found, humming idly. Once the shaped charge was placed, he stepped back, pulled off the gloves, and walked back to the group. "Might I advise taking cover? Force effects would be wisest."<br/><br/>He turned back to the door, and planted his shield for cover, before reciting the explosive haiku he had come up with.<br/><br/>"Explosives are the<br/>Answer to every problem.<br/>P equals plenty."<br/><br/>Done with goofing off, he activated the charge, and braced against the shield.