This? [ She leans over and picks up the glove again, holding it up for a second before sliding it onto her hand. ] It produces electricity, to stun and disable attackers. My father invented it.
[ She tries not to sound so... conflicted when she mentions her father, but Asami's never been particularly great at hiding her emotions. Part of her is still proud of what he's accomplished, even if the other, bigger part of her is angry and ashamed that much of it was done for nefarious reasons.
She buoys back with a quick: ] Here, I'll show you. [ And then she releases the current and the glove crackles to life, thin blue bolts of electricity streaking briefly across her palm before she turns it off again. ]
[ asami's boobs transform into machine guns and shoot them all down. the end. ]
[ She tries not to sound so... conflicted when she mentions her father, but Asami's never been particularly great at hiding her emotions. Part of her is still proud of what he's accomplished, even if the other, bigger part of her is angry and ashamed that much of it was done for nefarious reasons.
She buoys back with a quick: ] Here, I'll show you. [ And then she releases the current and the glove crackles to life, thin blue bolts of electricity streaking briefly across her palm before she turns it off again. ]