[b]Hunter[/b]

Morning, I always hated mornings. Mainly because dreams were so much better it seemed. I leaned over to crawl out of bed, my prosthetic hitting the floor first. I hated the thing, it was heavy, slow, and a pain to maneuver, though it was better then having no leg. "Worst case scenario, I get a new leg." I had to look at the bright side, though that wasn't hard, this was going to be a good time. And who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky and have two new legs!

I got my uniform on, the right leg was trimmed so the prosthetic would function properly. I could have gotten a new body now, but I am still working right now. I'll know when it's a decent time to start. I'm still able to beat the shit out of people, and I am still a good shot. As long as we don't run 4 minutes miles I'll be good.

I arrived in the Hanger, a few others were here as well, Including Monroe. I don't remember exactly but I may have tried to use our matching last names to flirt with her once. Though I may have been drunk so I may never know. Best not to bring it up either. "Alright People! Lets go break some shit!" I was excited, I was ready to go back out into the universe. I haven't done much since my last fight, so going out was a nice thought to him.