Setting
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"Isn't she beautiful? Such delicate design, I'm sure she was meant to be in the entertainment industry as opposed to here in a bar and grille." He noted, assuming Connor knew what she was. "Those eyes alone cost 1000 credits each. How she managed to get down here is a wonder."
"Is dat yer way o' checkin' a girl ou'? Aren' ye suppose' t' go fer dose o'her lions? And wha' ye mean 1000 credi's? Sellin' organs in t' black marke'? Dey are qui'e 'as'y." Connor spoke, his voice full of curiosity and confusion, although, when it came to buying human organs in the black market... His mind basically wondered, drool slowly dripping down from his mouth.
"A very expensive model, mind. The owner MUST have stolen her. There's just no way....."
Several minutes later she came back with two plates stacked with steak an a large mug of ale. Again she seem to pay little mind to them both until the food was on the table and she asked "Is there anything else?"
As soon as the meat was laid on the table, Connor slowly looked towards the woman android and nodded, "Thank you." He then, without hesitation, smashed his face into the meat and begun eating. Scoffing, it was as if he never had meat for years. Blood was pouring down his face and some squirted across the table as the meat was literally, being demolished.
He didn't even look up, or even use his hands, he just ate. Holding his machine pistol to his head still, itching it.
"So...how exactly does it work, hmm? You are a corpse yet you walk around like a living man. Can you be killed?" Nigel asked conversationally.
"So...how exactly does it work, hmm? You are a corpse yet you walk around like a living man. Can you be killed?" Nigel asked conversationally.
"Eh? I dunno. Lord Payemyndii did summin' when I deaded." Connor spoke, his mouth still full of the half chewed steak, some dropped out as he spoke back onto the plate. "Uhm, I don' fink I can be killed. I recen'ly 'ook a bulle' t' da head." He laughed a little at his words while he pointed his gun barrel at the small scar left over which was still fading quite quickly.
"Summin' abo' regeneration or wha'ever."
With that, Connor smashed his face back into the steak and continued ripping it apart. Still holding the gun to his head to itch and crouching on the chair instead of sitting.
"You alright, tovarich?"
"Y-yeah, i believe i am, i'll make it trough this one." said Scourge while flexing his arms and stretching "say, what made you come to rescue me?" asks Scourge while scratching his head.
"At first, it was simple curiosity, then... well, i was kind of relieved i found someone alive that didn't tried to stab me."
"Why would you get stabbed? you seem to be pretty invincible."
"Hehe, thanks, but i'm far from it, i work for some... guys, as their bodyguard, they're sought after many, i can't tell much, but as of right now, i'm a free man, until i get the call."
"Oh... right-o, won't ask, alright, let's go Voin." Scourge hopped down the table, almost falling flat on the floor.
"hey hey" Boris picks up Scourge "You alright, rebenok?"
"Yeah, just a bit weak, let's go."
"Thank you for your help, i apologize for the mess i caused." said Boris as he bows to the old man.
Scourge and Boris leave the small house and continue on their way, where, he doesn't knows, but it seems the kid might need some assistance, as he is in need of company.
"Say, kid, what were you doing in that alley with corpses, were you responsible for that, or were you thrown into a corpse-alley?"
And so, Connor left the building, walking out into the streets only to see a strange being standing in his pathway. Was that good luck? No, he has to be a black cat. Or is that bad luck?
"you need to get out of here" he said as the newly-fixed seal was cracking. His skin startyed to peel off and was being replaced by veins. Blood went everywere. "you need to run now!!!
"Lol, wha'?" Connor asked, giggling to himself at the very disgusting sight. Although, the blood being scattered across the area seemed pretty cool. "I Dink yer dyin' ma'e." He was calm, but fully aware that the Eye of Payemyndii had activated itself. The right pupil changed from being a black ring to a black X across his iris. It had sensed danger, and, being dead, Connor couldn't stop it from activating or deactivating.
The energy he saw with the eye was weird, strange, attractive... But there was no other use, yet.
Finally, Connor reacted by placing his arms behind his back, grabbing his machine pistols from their holsters located on the back of his belt. He kept his arms behind his back, under the black long coat, ready to quickly draw his weaponry and fire with the act of surprise on his side.
"What the hell is that?" He asked to anyone in particular, is left hand going behind him to grip the brass pole strapped to his bag. The stench of blood and fresh corpses assaulted his keen animal senses. He attempted with great difficulty to prepare himself for whatever came next.
(ooc : i was thinking that this could become a combat portion with the two of you versues me, you dont have to kill my character you just have to sedate him.)
But then suddenly, the tentacle swung towards him, he had no time to draw his guns and no time to dodge. Even his eye of payemyndii couldn't keep up with it. Well, more like it knew that the attack would do no damage.
The tentacle smacked against Connor's head with a big slap, ripping his head off and throwing it against the alleyway walls. The body simply stood, no blood left the head or the neck, there was simply no blood to flow.
"Agh, dammi' ya lil' shi'. Da's painful." The head shouted as it wobbled back and forth, trying to get a view on the situation.
Once Connor's head had gained view of the situation, the body, which was standing in the same bent back and bent legs position, the hands still behind it's back, begun to move. Quickly drawing the machine pistols and pointing them at the tentacle thing. Using his immaculate accuracy, which was dramatically decreased due to the point of view. The guns fired, aiming at the eye thing on the tentacle along with important tendons located under the skin.
"Oi, lion, can ye 'elp ou'?"
OOC : i was thinkin that you guys would bring me your boss. Sayin that i was a good fighter or somethin
Connor's body waited until the creature fell to the ground before it placed the machine pistols back in their holsters. It then turned around and picked up the head, placing it back on the neck. The wounds quickly resealed, allowing the head to move around with some clicks of the neck before everything was in place.
"Well. What do we do wi' dis guy?" Connor spoke out, expecting the lion to reply. "Oh yeah, we go'a ge' t' da por'. Need t' mee' Lord Payemyndii."
"What the hell ARE you?" Nigel asked, bewildered by the whole thing.
He then grimaced and grabbed his shoulder as a gash there let itself be known by a deep throb and burning pain. "Dammit." he murmured under his breath as he put a hand over the bleeding cut. It was about three inches long and went well into the muscle tissue.
Nigel's muzzle twitched, causing his whiskers to flutter. He stood over the unconscious form and looked back at Connor. "I don't know....what is he? And what's with....that thing?" He nudged the tentacle with his lower paw, feeling it squish some under the pad of his foot. "Whatever he is...he doesn't seem to have any sort of control over himself."
"C'mon, fuck dis guy. We go' more impor'an' dings t' do. Like ge'in' over t' da por'." Connor spoke out as he stepped over the tentacle man, ignoring everything. He went on to head off to the higher levels of the port.
"Perfect time to test one of my prototypes." Nigel chuckled slightly, jogging slightly to catch up with Connor who seemed to stop for nothing. "The surgeon spider, a work in process it can sew up and sterilize small wounds. Actually, I suppose it's more like a first-aid spider."
Nigel went on a bit about the spider, talking Connor's ear off for a bit before he set it to work, repairing his shoulder as they made their way.
"Povysheniya optiki"
Boris visor enhanced and zoomed onto Scourge who was walking towards a small bar, as he reached the entrance he was greeted by the bouncer, scourge was making gestures, as if to intimidate the bouncer.
"Ne delayte etogo, tovarich."
Scourge's arm turns into a tentacle and lashes at the bouncer, knocking him out.
"Oh..."
Soon, a lion-like being and an undead come out, scourge attempts to warn them about him, but they pay no attention to it and the undead gets his head ripped off by a lash from the tentacle.
"Well, i guess the tovarich had enough chances on his own"
The body of the undead just stands still as the head rolls, the lion is shocked by what just happened, the undead however releases a volley of bullets as soon as the head gains vision of him, the lights blind Boris for a good time while the fight happens, when he regains his vision, he sees scourge laying on the ground and the undead and Lion-being walking away from him.
"oh hell no."
Boris deactivates his vision and cloaking and fixes his vision on the men walking away and starts running towards them trampling and crushing everything on his way.
"OSTANOVKA"
As his rage increases his steps become heavier, making the ground tremble under him and sounding like a sledge-hammer pounding the ground.
The men turn around upon hearing Boris thundering steps, and both of them are taken and subdued by his tentacles, lifting them from the ground and inmobilizing their limbs.
"You, undead, why did you killed the boy?" Said Boris as one of the tentacles twisted his arm to rip it off.
As a usual reflex, the eye of payemyndii activated and automatically caused Connor to turn around, danger had been sensed and the body had to react.
However, before Connor's eye had a chance to evaluate the situation -which usually took a couple seconds-, his body was grabbed ahold by tentacles. Octopus man is awake already? His body was raised from the floor as the strange being ripped Connor's arm off and threw it to the floor.
"You, undead, why did you killed the boy?" The being spoke,
"AGH! Dammi'!" Connor shouted, he may be dead, but he could still feel the pain.
"Wha' ye on abou'? Da' guy a'acked me!" Connor spoke out, staring at the man creature and allowing his right eye to evaluate it.
Armour plates... Weakness is the fact that they have to be separated slightly to allow movement, usually at areas of movement like shoulders and elbows. But how could he stop that? His arm was quite far away so it would take some time before it crawls back. Actually, that could work.
While Connor waited for a response, his arm slowly crawled towards the two, aiming to get behind Connor.
"Y'know, i's qui'e uncomfor'able like dis."
Yelled Boris while slamming Connor against the ground repeteadly with such force that it makes the ground tremble beneath their feet.
"AND YOU, WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY IN YOUR DEFENSE, KITTEN, AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT ATTACKING ME.
TALKING TO BOTH OF YOU"
Yelled Boris while pulling the lion and the undead closer to his face, doing so, he noticed the undead's hand skittering towards him.
"OH CHERT NET"
Boris grasps the skittering hand with a tentacle as he raises his foot and throws it under it and stomps on it, inmobilizing it.
"HELP. HIM. NOW. I CAN DO ALOT OF FUCKING THINGS WITH THESE TENTACLES, NOT JUST TWIST AND RIP, BELIEVE ME, YOU WANT TO HELP THAT KID AS SOON AS POSSIBLE."
Boris shadow is starting to project infront of him.
"Go on and call me a kitten again, damn you! Like he said the kid attacked us and as long as you hold us like this NO ONE is getting help!" Nigel bellowed just as loud as Boris did, his voice laced with a deafening roar. It took everything in Nigel's power not to struggle and bite and claw and devour the flesh of this man with every ounce of strength in his body.
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