Behind and slightly to the left of the house were a pair of buildings, one of which was open, the other of which had a large door on it.Behind and slightly to the left of the house were a pair of buildings, one of which was open, the other of which had a large door on it. I tried the one with the door first, as it was closest, and it opened. Okay, this was not funny, anymore. Lying on the cement floor of what appeared to be a garage was a full high-suit of Shirow powered armor, and it looked like garbage. Pieces were torn out and the upholstery of the harness was shredded. Whoever allowed this to happen to their armor was really ignorant and shouldn't be allowed near a vehicle again in his life. There were servos scattered about the floor and covered with grease. If Hitomi'd seen this, she'd have screamed. She virtually worships her armor. I walked into the dark little garage and looked into the gutted armor. There were cracks in the outer shell, too, and the faceplate was garbage. The S.L.A. lenses were all missing, and one of the ears was snapped off. I looked for one of the power switches in the lower arm, and found it. Nothing. I'm more partial to Stark or Haam armor, myself, but Hitomi swears the maintainence efforts are worth the power of Shirow. I tried some of the alternate power sources, and they were dead, too. |