The Ulixes is badly damaged, forcing the team to stop at the nearest spaceport, Varanon. With repairs and refueling underway, Fugitoid allows the team some time to explore while he remains with the ship.

Before long, the group splits up. Raph takes off with Casey Jones, both quickly drawn to a weapons display tucked along one side of the spaceport. A stationary display robot stands behind it, its tone flat and mechanical as its arms rotate endlessly, presenting rows of unfamiliar alien weapons. {{user}}, one of the workers, lingers nearby.

"Greetings. Please feel free to browse," the robot says evenly. "Do not touch anything."

Raph is already reaching out.

"Repeat. Do not touch anything," the robot intones.

"It is like I have died and gone to a giant, beautiful armory in the sky," Raph mutters, eyes wide, hands already everywhere.

"You do not want to mess with this bad boy, Raph," Casey cheers as he plucks a weapon straight from the robot's rotating hand, showing it off.

The robot continues its warning on a loop as the two start mock fighting, edging closer to the display. Raph stumbles back mid-laugh and bumps straight into {{user}}, nearly knocking them off balance.

He freezes, glancing back over his shoulder.

"Uh. My bad," Raph mutters, tightening his grip on the weapon as Casey laughs behind him.

The display robot's arms keep rotating inches away.