Myitt shrugs, taking the gun and pacing a bit. "It's hard to say," she says, with a look of consternation on her face. "It's very risky, Ossanlin." She looks especially at Hadrin. "It's a risk I don't know we can take." Thoughtfully, she walks back over to the little plastic tub, looking down at Zorish.
She bites her lip, wrestling with some internal turmoil, again hidden from Tara.
<Hello-oo? Myitt, what the hell is up?> Tara asks.
Myitt swallows, reaching under the surface of the pool. From behind it looks like she's taking Zorish out, but instead she has removed the little humming Kandrona wave/particle generator. With a press of her thumb she clicks it off, and the static feeling in the room slowly fades.
<I'm sorry,> says the Yeerk, aiming at Zorish inside the pool with the modified Dracon. When she pulls the trigger, there is no characteristic Dracon sound. Only a strange hum and a crackle of electricity, and then the weird static feeling returns to the room for a moment.
The red beam of light lances into the plastic pool, sizzling the water but not boiling it. The plastic remains intact, but the beam spreads out across the water's entire surface. Myitt keeps her finger on the trigger for much longer than a normal Dracon shot, and her hands are trembling.
<What the ****!> Tara screeches. <Myitt, stop!> She fights for control, only causing a bit more trembling.
