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— Wirefort Manor —[/center]

He left the rooftop manor for one in a very different locale. This revelation that the nightmare was being weaponized was quite troubling. He'd been known for selling things for most of the gangs, the  Himuras included. It only made sense for him to make his way there with some haste.

Blitz came down in a much more restrained manner than he had for the initial meeting, hands raised up as he stepped lightly down onto the street in front of the guards. He could have planted himself right in front of the front door if it wasn't likely that they'd have mined it with several dozen pounds of military grade explosives. Unwelcome guests would be dealt with harshly and Blitz wanted very badly to not be included in that group.

"Hey, it's me. Blitz. I know it's been a while."

He opened his visor and looked at the brandished weapons. Large goons in foreboding overcoats were nice and all, but pistols and submachine guns weren't really all that intimidating.

"Really guys, who sold you that stuff? Get some full caliber assault rifles here, big coats like that should hide them well enough. I think I have a grenade launcher too."

His voice turned hard and businesslike in an instant.

"I'm not here for that though. Any chance I can speak to the boss?"