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When Lana rejoined Vance and Natasha, they had attracted all forms of attention towards them as eyes stared at them in disbelief. Others took photos of the mess they left behind, observing with awe as they witnessed three fully grown men be reduced to their current state. As Mooles has said...

Things definitely did not go according to plan, as his attack left him down an entire forearm and also a broken knee. The latter was something that would quickly be fixed by the nanites flowing through him as he stumbled onto the White Rabbit. What concerned him was how his arm was going to grow...

Kane watched with a great degree of satisfaction as Dante was covered in flames and plasma, burning before his very eyes. "Want some ointment for that? Melanoma is a big killer." he asked aloud mockingly as Dante writhed on the ground before turning his attention. Kane looked at Adam's corpse...

"Usually you take a gal out to dinner first before we get to the saucy stuff!" Kane retorted as he shifted in cover, trying to get an angle on the trench-coat cyborg. "And you still owe me for that canister by the way, you left me looking like a Freddy Krueger looking motherfucker!" Those last...

The killing continued and the pile grew ever larger between the dynamic duo as they pushed forward towards their target; Kane cocked his new gun once more with pride as one would with a newborn child and with anticipation for the glorious carnage he would wreak with it ahead, but to then have...

Kane couldn't get a response in time before more goons made their way towards him, cutting him off from Jester and forcing him into the cover of a heavy plasteel table as gunfire riddled the area. He fired another salvo of his revolvers in response, peeking out when he felt comfortable enough to...

"W-what the FUCK!?" the gang boss shouted in pain, eyes bulging towards the knife jutting out of his hand. He gripped at his wrist in some vain attempt to stem the tide of agony, but it was fruitless as Natasha twisted the knife and drew more blood. By now the entire restaurant had grown quiet...

Kane himself wasn't particularly enthused about the idea when Jester filled him in with the quick deets, but hey a payday's a payday. I've done worse things for less. Kane justified the high risk of death to himself as he strapped himself and got ready. When the time came, he followed shortly...

Kane quickly sat himself down into the navigator seat and struggled for a moment to get the clamp together as the ship rocked. "Fucking shitballs..." he muttered as he still tried to get it in and was nearly launched from his seat from a sharp turn taken. "Fuck! Can you keep it still for a...

Vance let out a chuckle as Lana made her complaint known to him. He signalled to her quietly: Maybe you just don't have the taste for beer? he asked jokingly, I don't either. Can't get drunk even if I tried. Though, the same was true for all intoxicating substances as his body's metabolism did...

And so Kane did make himself comfortable within the quarters assigned to him, as he lay down on the bunk available and allowed himself to count sheep. Soon enough, there were sheep floating above him and began to pester him for grass. Swatting them away to no avail, he couldn't help but find...

Vance responded quickly to Lana's signage with his own, affirming that he read her. A gentle tune played over digital speakers as the tables wined and dined in the relative isolation that their perch afforded them from the rabble below. A myriad of conversations flowed between the groups that...

"Alright, keep heading up on this street 'till you reach the intersection, then take a left. There should be a sign to indicate the restaurant." Mooles then chimed in again through their comms units. A moment of silence passed, but there was an audible tension on the line as Mooles struggled...

"A wise man once said armor is only for two types of people: people who want to show off and wusses. Usually both were one and the same." Kane then said, pulling the information from thin air with such confidence that one could perhaps be gaslit into actually believing it were they uninformed on...

Having rummaged through the armory thus far, Kane had left behind a slew of guns on the floor as though he were a kid with a toybox; what had been neatly organized before was no longer so, as he looked around for something that did interest him. The hole in his shirt was still prevalent after...

"Never said it did." Natasha responded, her eyes trailing over to a nearby workshop that was selling counterfeit electronics and gadgets at a cheap price. Looking over the materials she could hazard a few guesses: scavenging from dump sites across Sol, buying in bulk from manufacturers from the...

A thump sounded in the air as metal cracked against the Nitrak's skull with enough force to cause its head to bounce against the floor. Then came another, and another; blood splattered across the floor and sprayed onto Kane's jacket as he wailed away at the brute. Then, preparing for the coup de...

Wordlessly, Kane made his advance towards the Nitrak to meet him in pace. He wasn't particularly afraid of the weapon in his hand, as the beast would find out soon enough why that was. With a brutal thrust, the Nitrak pierced through Kane's stomach - the rebar jutting out of his back with a...

"Top researcher? Seems more like the kind of guy to be a serial killer who lures homeless people into dark alleys for quickies." Kane commented, looking around at the decor of the apartment with a bemused look under his mask. "Never trust a man who's got no style. Because he definitely puts that...

"Goddamn, they probably charge up the ass for these places." Kane remarked to himself, "Gotta sell two kidneys to afford this shit." He counted down the unit numbers as he walked by, his eyes trailing by the doors until he happened upon another figure. She was standing right outside 307, his own...