It had been four months since he had left his planet, and four months since his little 'shopping trip' that forced him off of the planet. He was actually glad that he had done so, as the Metis didn't seem to be as technologically advanced as Tarpis. In all fairness, though, Tarpis was a prospering planet, thriving on and pushing on the limits of technology. Currently, he was walking through the town of Middlemist, looking for a little bar that he had seen some time ago. He didn't remember the name of the bar, but he would remember it when he saw it. The appearance of the bar, despite being small, stood out among the nearby building, and drew a bit of attention to itself from passersby.

As he continued down the road, he finally found the bar that he was looking for, the Crimson Corner. the interior decorations of the bar confirmed Marcus' suspicions of the place being based off of the Crimson Raiders. It had helmets, posters, pictures of the four founders of the faction, actual paper news articles about them, as well as ECHO devices about them. The was an overall nice place. and sat down at the bar for a quick drink. 

It took little time for the bartender to notice him, and the woman smirked as she saw him sitting there. She walked over to him and leaned lightly on the bar, attempting to get his full attention. "Hello there. What can I get 'ya?" She asked him getting a smile and a nod from the mechanic man. 

"Something light. Still have business to take care of before nightfall." He replied back, looking around the area as if looking for someone.

"Hmm? And what might that be? I can keep a secret if it something personal." 

"I'm here to find a bloody Skag." Marcus said to her simply, getting her to look at him with focus. She was no longer playing games with him, and from the money on the bar, he must have known that she knew what he was talking about. The two said nothing for a moment as their eyes locked, silently speaking to one another despite not having any sort of telepathy. After a moment, the silence between them broke.

"You're either an idiot or overconfident, but I've led men to their deaths before. Their hulled up somewhere in the quarry, but I don't know where. Talk to one of the Skags here you might find out more." She talked in a hushed tone as she glanced at a group of three men who were grouping up on a young woman. The bartender gave a look of disgust as she shook her head. "They make me sick, but I can't call a boutny hunter to clear them out. too pricey."

"You won't have to pay me in money." He said to her as he glanced at them as well, also gaining a brief look of disgust. "Just information. Keep me informed about anything and everything and I'll clear out every last one." he said to the woman as he stood up. He noticed the nod that she gave him, and smiled to himself. 

The Bloody Skags were a bandit group of fairly fierce warriors, but not the strongest by a long shot. There were other bandit groups that were a lot stronger, but didn't fight them to territory for one reason or another. 

Marcus walked over to the group of four and tappe the shoulder of a marauder. The slightly armored man turned to look at Marcus and spat at him. "Whadda you want? This one's ours."

Marcus simply shook his head and glanced at the woman who was obviously uncomfortable. The dressed similarly to the bartender, so he assumed that she worked at the bar as well. "That's no way to treat a woman, and I'm not here for her. I'm looking for a couple of Bloody Skags."

"Oh yeah? And what would you do if you found some?" The marauder asked, getting oddly close to The Experiment. 

"I'd ask them to tell me where the base is located before I blow them to bits." he spoke as he digistructed his personal gun into his hand, lightly pushing the barrel into the Marauder's stomach.

The marauder laughed to himself as he looked at Marcus, assuming that he was making a bluff. "Go ahead, shoot m-" He could say no more as several bullets made their way into his stomach. Marcus then looked at the other two marauders who looked at him with slight fear.

"If you don't want to end up like him, Tell me where the Skag base is and let the woman go." He said sternly as if talking to children who were being taught a lesson. They quickly did as he said and gave him the exact location of the base before running off. Unlike most people in their group, they weren't stupid, and would sell out their friends and boss in a chance to escape death.

Marcus turned to the woman and put a hand on her shoulder. He easily towered over her, and he wondered if it was because he was tall, she was short, or a mix of both. "You alright? They do anything to you?"

The woman shook her head and moved a strand of heair behind her ear. "I'm fine. They didn't do anything to me, but they probably would have if you didn't show. We owe you some free drinks for getting rid of them. It's the least we could do." The woman moved away from Marcus and walked over to the bar where the bartender was. She simply nodded with a small smile and watched as Marcus sat down. 

"Something light, I still have some business to take care of."