[u][i]Reiko Silas Ain.[/i][/u]
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Now what the hell was Detmer thinking? He thinks he's helping her, that she needs protection? That is ridiculous. She is a huntress that's fought her own battles viciously - from the second she was born, to this very day. [i]She's[/i] been the one fighting them, winning them, and licking her [i]own[/i] wounds after losing them. She didn't need a [i]green[/i] child declaring her off limits. She bore her shark-like teeth, her eyes attentively going towards Damien and Skeleton - damn that fool for putting her into this state - kneel over her. Declaring Mia the victor and asking if Reiko was alright. [i]Let me answer your question with another question; can I put my elegant clawed foot up your ass?[/i] She thought to herself as she quietly growled at Damien. She hurt like hell, she thanked the Gods that she could regenerate - but she noticed that she wasn't healing just as fast. She would have been back on her feet by now. But here she is, on her back instead of triumphant. Humiliated by a blind newcomer. Now being babied by everyone because of one loss.

"... I did not last this long by being easy to kill, Damien." Reiko quickly answered Damien and Matt, she would raise her upper body, but she figured she'd have an easier time healing in this position. Matt was helping her. Her pride wouldn't recover from this easily. But she was going to set Detmer straight. "Child," She started off, "I do [i]not[/i] need your protection. I am more than capable of handling myself and licking my own wounds...." She turned her head towards Matt, "I've been doing this[i] longer[/i] than you have. Now, would you mind getting me my wine from my booth?" 

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[u][i]Ray Judah Drager, & Dexter 'Rush' Chertok.[/i][/u]
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Ray crossed his arms and casually let out a sigh. So Byte wants to go out and have [i]fun[/i]? Usually her brand of fun consisted of snapping clothing pins on people's dicks and dicking around on the internet. Ray peered at the computer for a moment. He ought to throw that damn thing out the window one of these days. But whatever, it was hard to get him to care these days. All of Nicole's vulgar/stupid comments went clean over his head. He figured there was no point in trying to argue with her, just go along and hope she doesn't get them in [i]too[/i] much trouble. "... Affirmative." He saluted her goodbye as he walked out of the room. Personally he never found the appeal of throwing on an uncomfortable and highly impractical outfit. He was already dressed up enough to suit his tastes, and all he needed after that was a jacket or a coat. He walked over to the coat racket and threw on his black longcoat. He looked down the hallway and shouted at Rush, "Yo, Boy Genius!" 

Rush had to pry himself from his invention and look over his shoulder at Ray. "Yes?" He calmly asked.

"Byte wants to hit up a crime scene, get ready." 

Rush rolled his eyes. Seriously, he had serious work to do here! Byte wants to go out [i]now[/i]? Right when he's almost finished. This genius will have a word with Byte later on. For now he was going to get ready. This was likely a job they had to do. Rush wasn't the type to get dressed up - because he's already dressed up. This coat was useful for hiding his arsenal. So he reached into his desk to confirm what he was going to bring. His stun dart gun, his electric grenades, his motion sensor, his remote controlled spy drones. Yes. Very adequate. This will do. He put everything into his coat and casually walked out the room. Whistling a tune.