Colin, Giggles and Hound left Valentine Armaments behind them. The ringing of the customer bell it's last occupant. Hound bounded down the street after the smell, but the olfactory target quickly switched to audio when a gunshot cracked out over the drone of the city. As they continued down the street together, the gunshot was shortly followed by the wail of a far off fire alarm. Giggle's gear seemed to give a much better understanding of what was going, something Colin was thankful for. As he lagged behind Giggles and Hound he couldn't help but feel like an old world hunter, following two of the most capable blood hounds in the universe, there wasn't a fox in any system that could hide from these two for long.

As they neared a drawbridge, Hound's tail spun counter clockwise as his haunches lowered to the ground, he was hitting the brakes hard, his nose twitched even harder. without prompt he leapt the guardrail and made his way down to the bank of the old canal. " Slow... down.. Hound.. Oh, Saints preserve us."

The smell of blood recently spilled drew both of Colin's trackers to it's source. A massacre of five corporate mercs under an overpass similar to the one where Colin stashed his tools. 

[color=598527]...really confident mother fucker."[/color]

Colin backed up under the bridge, trying to hide his vitals as much as possible. He looked down at the mercs as Hound paced from one to the other breathing it all in. Colin clicked his tongue for Hound to come to him, which he didn't do right away, his more predatory instincts wanted all the info he could get about these cadavers. Colin clicked his tongue again and Hound relented. 

[color=598527]....But I think my people need me."[/color]

For a moment Colin was back on Wiklow, the dead mercs before him dressed just like the Belocorp thugs. Another corporation ruining the lives of people caught in their crossfire. A younger Colin would have hid or ran, he would have gotten in line, pulled out his pockets and put his hands on the wall. Today's Colin had Hound, who looked at him expectantly almost saying [i]Really!? We are just gonna tuck our tails again, this close to finding a ship?! Bare your teeth man! [/i] Colin felt the weight of the gun on his ribs and looked at Giggles, machine gun at the ready, head pointed in no discernible direction yet everywhere at once. [color=f7941d]" All my people are gone now, cause of jacked up gobshites like these fookers. I'm tired of watching that happen to people. I says I was witch ya and when I'm witch ya, I'm witch ya."[/color] Hound had wandered back to one of the bodies, clenched his teeth on its collar and shook it for good measure.[color=f7941d]" That clearly goes for Hound as well. "[/color]

Colin's SHIPBUDDI screamed to life. He flinched and flailed trying to get it's traitorous beeping to stop. A young girl, about 18, sporting a wry smirk was the only thing on its screen. Try as he might, he couldn't get it off or tell where her picture had come from. Then it dawned on him, he turned the screen to Giggles, as if wasn't already seeing it. [color=f7941d]" I think this wee lass might just be involved. Your omniscient optics, see her anywhere? See if we can get a word with this smug colleen."[/color]