[IC] Cyberpunk RP

[Professor_Wyvern]

Ash glanced at Ultramax. "Permission to leave is granted. However, you will report the structural damage to the nearest of my new goons." Ash glanced at his goons, "Whoever is the best at tools, fix up whatever other damage the Killbot may bring to the Rink. After all, can't skate on a broken rink." He tapped his temple with his metallic hand, "I will gather the information on the targets."

Ash glanced at Kwu, "How's the 'MOST EXCELLENT' Ricardo Rameriz fairing? Is he near death? Also, if you can find something, tie the guy up."

[AerisFang]

Kwu glared at Ash: "He's fucked up I'd say, a few broken bones at least... Why don't you use your new minions for that, I'd much rather not dirty my suit even more."

[Professor_Wyvern]

Ash wagged his right index finger at Kwu, "Ah, you do realize where I got my new employees? That would be an... un-necessary... hn, perhaps. I must calculate the cost-benefits." He paused as he did a few calculations in his head as he pointed at a nearby goon, "Get rope and tie Ricardo up. Then, drop the tied up body in front of me. NOW!"

Ash barked out the last order. "Oh, and fantastic job by the way so far, keep it up." he said in a more reassuring voice, as he gave a thumbs up with his metallic hand.

[Parser]

The Most Excellent Ricardo Ramirez was probably going to live (good for him he got that emergency bloodflow restrictor installed) but he was probably going to be comatose for a good while. Also, Ash had heard a bit about Eleri being arrested for something or another but otherwise no not really he didn't know who these people were.

[Professor_Wyvern]

"As for current information on these guys. I have the greatest information ever... HOWEVER, I can not reveal any of that information, because it would literally cause your brain to melt from your ears, as if you saw the Ark of the Covenant!" My ingenious lie is sure to fool them. Ash thought to himself in a very clever manner.

"However!" Ash dramatically raised his metallic hand into the air as he clenched it, "In order to get information that your minds can handle, we must head out, and search for clues. ... WE NEED A MYSTERY MACHINE! Does anyone have an ascot?"