Arm & Hammer [Lukas/Ehefra]

Ehefra had been working on one of her golems when she noticed the ping on her console. A sigh escaping her, looking from a fascimile of her own features to the consol beside her. Furrowing her brows as she eyed the screen showing Lukas harrassing one of her probes. Awesome. And their last visit had been quite enlightening. She still had that medeival little device he'd brought in earlier. She really should just scan it and incinerate it. But that was a thought for later.

Getting up, she pulled her labcoat on and promptly headed out.

A minute or so after Lukas had begun accosting her drone, the featureless wall shifted as she walked out, offering a calm nod of her head. "Mr. Aetherisch. My favorite sternritter. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Well, at least he was in a good mood. Still, the Sphere didn't go fat before it floated to a stop. The little cube shifting slightly as it readjusted itself. Still, her attention shifted back to Lukas as he cut to the chase, particularly glancing at the arm he was now missing. "That right? You know that you can send me a message just as easily. You're lucky I wasn't in the middle of anything, or you'd be enjoying a chairless wait out here in the hallway for up to an hour." She noted before glancing to the side as the little drone floated over to her and she tapped it on it's surface. It glowed a brief flash of green before the pathway slid open for the both of them.

"You know the drill by now. Let's go to my work station. And as for the data, I got plenty. Though we can address that once we're inside. Besides..." She raised her hand and reichi crackled along her fingertips. A ring of energy flowing along her palm, promptly constructing a new silver bracelet from reishi, which she offered to the man as she led the way inside. "You're not the only operative with one nowadays. Not as many as I'd prefer, but still."

It wasn't a very long or unfamiliar walk. And before he knew it, Lukas would once again find himself in the lab station, or rather, the one he'd been brought to before. A few drones swiveled briefly, showing off holographic little smiles to the visitors, a soft gentle ping of greeting before they returned to their tasks.

All the same, Ehefra made her way toward one of the monitors and glanced over her shoulder. "So then. IS there something specific you're looking for? Or shall I simply go over the encounter from the top?" She ventured.

She simply watched the young man calmly as he grumbled and whined. She didn't pay it much mind as she promptly made her way to the far end of the laboratory as Beeps floated up from her jacket and promptly projected a massive screen into the very center of the room. Promptly there was a display of Lukas in all of his disgruntled glory, along with a readout of his spiritual pressure. His base levels, variations due to emotion or stress, his combat levels, and his projected upper limits. Besides them, was the projection of Metatron, and their own registered and projected levels.

"Well, as you can see here, You didn't really stand a chance. You kinda just sucked." She pointed out as she promptly highlighted Lukas. Showing off the fluctuations in his spiritual pressure, along with the three dimensional representations of attacks he'd used during the assault. Playbacks of the fight rendered in three dimensions. "You really didn't fight with your all. No coordination with your partner. And frankly, you didn't even use most of the tools at your disposal. No tactical use of Spellcraft or techniques." She gestured back to Metatron as he became the highlight. An array of representations of the attacks employed by the beast promptly lighting up, including the one that had destroyed the bracelet.

"A wider array of Techniques used. Higher potency." She paused and then sat down, waving her hand as a recorded playback showed on the screen. Showing the moments before the Bracelet had been destroyed. "Your projected energy levels with Letz stil surpassed the hollow. And Johaan's would have matched. But neither of you seemed to really be intent on releasing despite the strength of your opponent. Not only that, but its not like the fight lasted all that long. If you'd recognized the threat the enemy presented and had collaborated better with your partner, killing it would have been entirely within your capabilities." She stated simply, leaning back in her chair before drumming her fingers.

"Truth be told, for an assassin your fighting style is awfully direct. I would have thought to see a bit more in the ways of backstabbing and cunning." She looked back up to Lukas. "But hey, hindsight and all that, right? So. Anything specifically you were looking for?"