It was, unfortunately, his turn to brief Brand, but the cowboy could think of worse things he could be doing like playing Don’t Let Yondu Stick You Like a Pig so he’d do his job as he always did. “I’ll be in the hold, gonna make some magic happen. C’mon, Rocket! You’re gonna wanna see this.” Diz excused himself with a wave over his shoulder and after rustling Rocket’s hair with a chuckle he made his way to the cargo hold where his old Super Mandroid was sitting in it’s repair bay.
Cracking his knuckles, popping his neck and rolling his shoulder he waited for the alien klepto raccoon to come down to the hold. Once he got there to see what the space cowboy was planning he telepathically thought to his symbiote suit Alright, partner...chow time. The black mass bubbled across his body lashed out into the repair bay in front of it with a huge set of jaws and like a voracious monster it quite literally ate the Super Mandroid, chewing the Hulkbuster sized machine up like if Dizzy had stuffed a whole burger in his mouth and started to digest and integrate it into its form right before the raccoon’s eyes. Armor plating began to form as the symbiote’s ravenous form began to gradually shrink back down to the size of the man bonded to it and it gradually started to show traits of the prototype exosuit it had just devoured with the end result a little bulkier than it was before to compensate for the additional armor and integrated systems.
A shoulder mounted cannon, arm cannon, and reinforced armor formed but the weapons retracted into the suit but most curious of all...the suit’s colors completely inverted - black became white and white became black. As he opened his eyes he had the exosuit’s HUD on his lenses and it was like he was back in the cockpit but with perfect control over the motor functions. Then he looked at his hand as he flexed his fingers and saw the color change. I feel... stronger, a lot stronger! Hang on, what the hell? I know mah ol’ rig was powder coated in white but I did not expect this. Ahh well, guess I’ll keep it like this fer a while, least I still got shields! Checking to see if he could still shoot webs he stuck some to the repair bay the Super Mandroid had been in finding it to be a lot stronger but still not getting stuck to it when he touched it.
With a skip in his step he went back to where Peter and Assiah were talking and with a tucked in roll he sprang to his feet with a 'ta-da!' gesture with his hands. I let mah partner eat mah old rig, figured it'd give me a power up for the job and clear some space up in the hold but as y'all can see... I'm whiter'n a dollop o' sour cream. He couldn't keep a straight face at the end and both him and his symbiote started laughing. On the bright side, heh heh heh, I can give Talyn the white glove treatment when the job's done.