***OOC***
This may get bloody 83… or not? X3 Also I would like to be a Slig XD… mebe, but I think I am too ugly 83 thanks for the fathering anyway Splat XD (Do I look like a Big Bro x3?).
***IC (KK7)***
“Gunshot?” He asked more to himself than anyone else “I think I heard something… but can’t be sure with this new place” He said, shivering all the way as he toyed with some small balls in his pocket: He had a few grenades for many uses (gas, smoke, the typical shrapnel one or fragmentation grenade and other for not so military uses) “Should we take a look?” KK7 was a bit surer of himself as he found one of each to have in case he would find a problem…
And tecnicaly this wasn’t even his first day at work.
***DBreak***
“Then time is up for talking, mind you”
The huge Slig came up again after the ‘little’ speech and stood not too far away from the group of three Mudokons.
“I don’t know the place but I am sure that won’t be a problem if someone directs me to help you bunch now” He said with a low voice that meant he was a lil angry by now. This second Vykker could very well met his demise as if he had to tear another door apart this time he would make the bulb head one with the metal “Which, if you don’t have any other plan, I would ask that it LOOKED like you are possessing me or something”
Note: He knows about shamanistic rites and some magic the Mudokons have, but obviously possessing is not info you give to industrials
it is already bad enough that they have those frigging robots and control spheres around.
“And I mean LOOK because I don’t know if it would harm me if any of you did it for real” He poked at the tattooed guy “So since you have glowing things there (I don’t know what the hell they are for) I suppose it should be convincing” Dbreak turned and went out of the room again “So come on! If it is urgent you either have something else in mind or you think of it as we walk down there! No more time to lose or the girl may get hurt or even worse!”