Bombshell Genius
"I'll go with the stun grenade, containing a mixture of tear gas"
There are several ways to take out those Trando gangsters behind that door, where the brunt of the gang is. Like heating up their weapons, freezing the air and turn them into frozen ice statues, given their cold-bloodedness, she thought, while facing locked closet doors leading to where the rest of the gang would be, while her refraction index is back to normal. And yet, she realizes that her computational power availability pretty much precluded the use of pyrokinesis, given the demands of calculating molecular speeds in her head for so many different objects, and, for some reason she feels she did not have enough computational power to use Force-stasis on so many Trandos even though it seems more straightforward to hit pressure points in the Force than to freeze the ambient air in the room. So she began calculating the molecular speeds of the air in the bunker, mostly oxygen and nitrogen, and hence just the same old diatomic gases that are all too easy for her to calculate, with her brain making the calculations in a flash, especially since calculating the molecular speed was tantamount to just setting a desired temperature. Then, the air in the closet where the Trandos are locked in began to get colder and colder, reaching even the temperatures found in industrial freezers used for frozen food storage, with some of the cold air seeping through the vents.
"Actually, I hope that you like cold, knowing that cold temperatures will stun Trandos if it is cold enough" she told [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] as the temperatures in the hallway began to drop.
There are several ways to take out those Trando gangsters behind that door, where the brunt of the gang is. Like heating up their weapons, freezing the air and turn them into frozen ice statues, given their cold-bloodedness, she thought, while facing locked closet doors leading to where the rest of the gang would be, while her refraction index is back to normal. And yet, she realizes that her computational power availability pretty much precluded the use of pyrokinesis, given the demands of calculating molecular speeds in her head for so many different objects, and, for some reason she feels she did not have enough computational power to use Force-stasis on so many Trandos even though it seems more straightforward to hit pressure points in the Force than to freeze the ambient air in the room. So she began calculating the molecular speeds of the air in the bunker, mostly oxygen and nitrogen, and hence just the same old diatomic gases that are all too easy for her to calculate, with her brain making the calculations in a flash, especially since calculating the molecular speed was tantamount to just setting a desired temperature. Then, the air in the closet where the Trandos are locked in began to get colder and colder, reaching even the temperatures found in industrial freezers used for frozen food storage, with some of the cold air seeping through the vents.
"Actually, I hope that you like cold, knowing that cold temperatures will stun Trandos if it is cold enough" she told [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] as the temperatures in the hallway began to drop.