User blog comment:GrandMethuselah67/Crossover Sheet: The Citadel/@comment-26962685-20150905213331/@comment-28898344-20150906025352

"FATE, bring me that chunk of table that Carolus broke off in his rage."

"Of course."

Once the crystalline chuck was in his grasp, he began to use customize and modify the properties of it. In his mind, he saw an interface, one that came with his powers. He got to work, reshaping and configuring it how he pleased.

"Sir, I must advise against this course of action. We are here as diplomats, not warriors. Let the URH fight its own battles, sir."

"Then you don't see the big picture, if you are advising against. We are allying with them; their battles will be ours, soon enough. Let's show them that we can fight as well. Now, if you're done being my advisor, connect my latest creation to the PMT Network."

"Oh, I see. Of course, sir."

Now connected to the PMT Network, Vallantro could personally order around his new crystalline sentry. This sentry stood at 8 feet tall, towering over both FATE and Vallantro. The light of the room glistened off of it's sleek, crystal body. Its design was based off that of FATE's own, just more masculine. In its torso were embedded three cannons that fired beams of high energy muons. Mounted on its shoulders, stood turrets that fired potent cosmic energy.

"FATE, as a child, I read comics in secret away from my father."

"I'm well aware, sir."

"Then you know that there is one line that I've always wanted to say."

Turning his attention away from FATE and to the sentry, he ordered it.

"Sentry, smash."

A deep, robotic voice echoed out from the newly minted creation. "Yes, master." The sentry turned its sights towards Jack. "Optimal target acquired for excessive use of force to destroy. Will continue to smash until target has been rendered silent." It rushed it Jack.