Jacob gives a short laugh. "Oh yeah, you better believe we do. Most of it's even heavier than this, though. We're talking major ordnance: missile launchers and handheld nukes." The kind of stuff that couldn't be safely practiced with aboard a ship, stuff that Jacob kept securely locked away someplace out of sight.

He picks up the Chakram Launcher after Heine sets it down and ejects its remaining ammunition, preparing it for its return to the rack in the armory. "We do have a couple lighter items. One of them's a pistol that fires sticky bombs. Neat gun if you can get the hang of it."