[b]DAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKADAKKA[/b]

Dwayne screamed, "WHERE D'YA GET THAT?!" over the machine gun fire, taking cover behind a dumpster as bullets were slowed down by the garbage inside, impacting his armor at manageable speeds. He threw a gas canister over cover at the man, landing at the gangers' feet. He looked down, intrigued, seeing it let out a tiny stream of gaseous fuel. Dwayne jumped out of cover, set his flamer to 'ranged', and aimed at the canister. Being tens of meters away, the resulting explosion did nothing to him as the poor sod quickly burned to death.

Dwayne did a mental prayer for the man, before radioing in. "Eyup, they're dead." he confirmed, looking over the six burning corpses in the decaying neighborhood. "Good work, I'm transferring the money to your account." "Thank you kindly, pleasure doing business! Goodbye." "Yes, goodbye.", and he turned it off. He looked at the carnage one last time, and wondered why he's doing this sort of work

Being decently late, he decided he'd visit the bar of an old buddy of his for giggles. He kicked in the door, "Hey Y'!@#$ pencil-neck!" is how he usually greeted him, and so he did. "Heyyy, look who it is? Ol' Dwayne huh-", the thin man sniffed the air, "I smell burnt #$%^... and gunpowder. Really? didn't even clean yourself up a little this time?" "What?" "Whatever man, take a seat, you're paying this time." "Aww."

Dwayne sat down, "Y'know the drill" "Yessir." The barkeep poured a glass of whiskey, and passed it over. Dwayne undid his helmet, revealing his scarred, and mildly burned face, tinted just a bit green. Mutated. "So, what's it this go around?" "Y'know, the usual, some gang somehow got a hold of decent guns 'n stuff and took down some guys' property values." "Ah, I see." Dwayne slammed down the shot, " 'nother, partner!" "*&^%, that thirsty?", he poured another cup, "Y'know how much I sweat in this thing?" "Fair enough."

They conversed for a bit longer, Dwayne rejoicing a chance to talk with one of his childhood friends in peace for a bit. A few people piled in, and still feeling a little insecure about his 'features', he put his helmet back on, said goodbye, and went out into the world again.

(OOC: I hope I'm doing decently, Just introducing him. If I shouldn't've introduced 'Pencilneck' feel free to take control of him, or tell me to edit this)
((Again: LOL forgot to !@$#-ify th cuss words, my idiocy is making a horrible first impression isn't it?))