@fromthesands "Chemicals, toxins, shit that we can't breathe in unless you wear a mask like me." He clicks matter-of-factly as he lets her approach him; he watches her movements without looking at her. His vibe was controlled yet relaxed, which can switch on a dime as he lowered his gun.
@fromthesands "You never know, the techs inside might and will screw up eventually, and I'll have to take care of their mess." His voice cracked with sarcasm as he held her green gaze, his body finally relaxing as he shifted into a semi-relaxed stance.
@fromthesands He scoffed, a electronic chirp from his modulated voice, “That’s for me and the top brass to know, kitty. Who knows? I might as well be saving your hide from being blemished. If I’m here, then you know how serious the situation of the building behind me.” His hand caressed-
“Fucking Amateurs…Command, SITREP update, I am on my own once again. Proceeding to the target.” His electronic dissonance from his mask clicked sharply as he readied his rifle.”
@fromthesands "I can see that you are lucky I am in a good mood to be ...tolerable, kitty cat." He shifted his stance as he crossed his arms across his armored tactical chest.
@fromthesands His mask inclined slightly, "Yeah? The thrill of a dangerous man can be addicting. Just like a woman who enjoys testing the boundaries of a certain dangerous man."