Morikir walked with a brisk pace, sand and dirt kicking up behind him as his long strides took towards a building. His eyes were fixated on the ground, and when he breathed his apparatus made a soft mechanical sound. He stopped just before the building the building and looked up towards it. Morikir his right arm down and shoved his mechanical hand into his cargo pocket, and he pulled out a partially crushed pack of cigarettes. He stared a long while at them, until he coughed a violent cough for several seconds, then he crushed the pack in his hand and threw it to the side. Again, he looked up at the building. [i]What's this all about? Seems a like it could be a little ridiculous.[/i] He found his way to the entrance and walked inside, with one hand against the handle of his shotgun. After a few steps Morikir heard something like a crash, something being busted in. He pulled Princess of his back and took off at a full sprint toward the noise. He slowed down to a creeping walk as he started to hear voices. [i]Who could this be?[/i] The thought crossed his mind, but only briefly. He turned a corner and saw a pair of open doors down the corridor. Morikir kept close to the wall with the doors and slowly made his way down the hall, trying to hear what the men were saying. [i]Damn. My hearing isn't what it used to be after that explosion... Gotta get closer yet..[/i]

Just as Morikir got to the door way, he tilted his head just enough that he could peer in. Peculiar enough, or maybe not, there two men holding weapons aimed at each other. The other man, with a Skag collar on his side, was standing there with the message Morikir had gotten as well. Morikir casually walked into the room and put two fingers on the closer mans weapon, slowly trying to lower it, "Now, now men. Let's act like civilized folk." He walked over to chair, pulled it out and sat down abruptly, "I'd assume we all have this same message that was delivered us," Morikir pulled the missive out of his pocket and placed it on the table, "If we kill each other before these guys do, then they won before we could even fight back." He leaned back slightly in the chair and put his feet up to the table, "I'd say we at least wait and see what these guys want before start making bullets fly."