[Havoc]

Charger looked over at the door as Art banged on it, then opened it in a quick movee and dragged him inside.
'Get in here...' he sighed then shut the door and turned back to the doctor. 'Look, I have no idea who you are and I don't have any idea how you can possibly know me.'
The guy smiled.
'You don't seriously think your presence has gone unnoticed all these years did you?'
All these years? The hell?
'What?' Charger questioned. 'What the hell are you talking about man?'
'About you, obviously. Yet I had expected you to be far more dangrous, but it seems you're not so bad. I guess stories like that get exagerated a lot huh?'
Charger stared at Art for a moment with a puzzled look then back at the doctor.
'Whatever pal, I dunno what you're talking about. I came in here because my arm is broken and it might be in my best interest to get it fixed.'
He pulled a sarcastic face as he said it and pointed to his wrecked arm.
'Yes ofcourse, but keeping you unseen in here won't be easy... people will be scared of you...'
'Seriously?' he questioned and gave the guy another sarcastic look. 'Never thought people would be afraid of me. Whadda ya think of that Arthur? People are scared of me!'
'Who are you anyway, Arthur is it?' the doc asked Art. 'I was not aware you lived up there with humans.'
Charger chuckled.
'No comment...' he grinned as he had the urge to make a funny comment about Art.