Coming around the corner, he saw a man with a skeleton for a face--immediately he felt his plasma start to churn up within him, feeding into his wrist ports. He was about to fire when Quinlan pushed the mask up...and revealed instead the face of that jedi-guy he had talked to on the network.

Forcing the plasma back into his system with some difficulty, Alex snorted, giving a nod. "Yeah, it's me. Quinlan, right? Dude--you should not be wearing that thing, man. I nearly killed you." Well, it may not have killed him, but it certainly would have upset his day.