I suppose not.
Aegin fumed and swore at his brother for a grand total of fifteen minutes.
“How could you be so careless! I demand that you shut the inhibitors off immediately!”
Roger blinked, “I would if I could. I don't know what I did. The system here is very different from anything we have. For all I know, it was an internal security action in response to my poking around and attempting to get past a firewall.”
“You will shut them off or I shall..”
“Shall what, brother? I don't know how I turned those on, for all I know it is an automatic security response to system tampering. I told you that. I will keep you posted on what I find. In the meantime, I did find some video logs in the system. I will transmit them to you.” Roger closed out his video feed and looked over at Buaireas who nodded.
“Transmit the video logs now. That might enrage him some more.” Buaireas smirked as he handed the dataset to Roger.
“You're enjoying aggravating him too much.” observed Matthew.
“First time in my life since he ended up Director that I've actually enjoyed my work.”
“Then let's get ready to rain on his parade then. Grab your gear, we're launching in twenty minutes.”
Roger had been fitted with armor and a weapon that somewhat fit his hands, he'd looked over the gear the rabbitoids were using and nodded approval at most of it.
“You do realize you may have to use lethal force immediately upon touchdown, right?”
Matthew swung his second weapon around from behind, “That's why I have this thing.”
It resembled an old earth bullpup shotgun, except it was oversized to suit rabbitoid physiology.
“I'm afraid we won't be scavenging any weaponry we capture, it's just too small for us.”
“It's not too small for me, or the Sireenians.” Roger noted.
“They'll only intervene if we ask, and we will try very hard not to have to.” a grave voiced rabbitoid named Jacob said bluntly as he tended to some equipment.
“Oh. Uh. Hrrrrmmmm.” Roger pondered that for a few seconds, “Well, we actually could use all the help we could get. I don't know what we'll expect force wise once we get there.”
Roger had the distinct feeling that they were stepping into the jaws of a shark on a one way trip.
His brother had followed this path one too many times, and now he stood to gain ever more power.
As Roger pondered that, some children charged through and skidded to a halt directly in front of Buaireas.
He turned and regarded them, his left ear twitched slightly as he did so.
His black coat sharply contrasted with the background walls and buzzing activity.
“The Black Rabbit of Inle!!” the children squealed and fled as fast as rabbitoid feet could carry them.
“Hmmmph” Buaireas snorted, he knew it had been a mistake to let the children read ancient Earth literature.
Especially the book “Watership Down”, though they did take to some of the heroic epics rather nicely.
He just hoped they hadn't gotten to Beowulf yet.
He watched as they scampered off in a noisy tumult as Roger walked over.
“What was that all about?” Roger noted that Buaireas looked rather lonely as well as.. amused?
“Oh, they just said I was the Grim Reaper of rabbit kind, that's all.” he put his helmet on to test it, motioning Roger to do the same.
“You know, the helmet looks like you have four glowing eyes.” Buaireas nodded to the observation.
“Yes, but you should see yours.” a reflective surface was produced.
Someone had etched a graphic onto the helmet around the four glimmering eyes.
“An improvement, wouldn't you say Matthew?” Buaireas was obviously the culprit.
“Yes, rather distinguished.” Matthew grinned and several other rabbitoids came by to judge the artwork critically.
“It's going to be a dead giveaway.” Roger said as he pointed to the grinning rabbit etched onto his helmet.
“I'll let you in on a secret, it's only in paint the the helmet visual receptors can see. That's why you couldn't see if with your eyes before putting it on.”
“That's a relief. Sorta. I just hope the camera systems at the center can't see it.” Matthew nodded when he said it and admitted it was a possibility.
“But we needed a way to easily identify you in a pinch should things get hot.” Roger had to admit the wisdom of that.