Hmm, and what power is that? Drinking tea without spilling it all over yourself like an idiot? Y'know, I make one heck of coffee if you're interesting! One ugly mug. But first...

[ her slender fingers curl around the trigger, and she weaves the heavy machinery to aim square middle of the topsider's torso. ]

Hands up, Enforcer! You're under a-roast! HA, HA, HA!!

[ with a sharp tug, the machine gun's barrel spins to life — slow for a millisecond, then speeds as her firearm roars with the bullets gliding freely at it's opponent. ]