The screams brought perverted joy. He knew it was wrong, but it wouldn't be fair justice. An eye for an eye.

 Medero, slumped on the floor missing skin in the same areas Daedalus was missing it, had been a horrible person in the first place. He gambled, scammed, and had several charges against him that he may have been proven innocent, but Daedalus witnessed them all. A horrible man deserved to die. But now there was a new issue. Covering it.

  Daedalus had disposed of the body through incineration, then cleaned up the mess quite quickly. He stopped to ponder his next move. 


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//Activate situation analysis: Password = 0-34T6
/Run simulation: Yes
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//Run again?
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Yes. Add variables 1 - 34

/Run simulation: Yes
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 Daedalus looked around. A holo-projector that Merdero had used formally for analysis before he bought Daedalus was still operational. He picked it up and brought it to the work bench. He altered it to were it would produce a almost uncanny resemblance to Dr. Medero and respond like him. Daedalus was lucky that few people liked or even talked to Medero in person, and it would be easy to fake a vid-call. The plan was set. He would pose as Medero and continue creating machines and inventions, but he would do it under the guise of Dr. Medero. No one would suspect a thing, unless the police get notified of the sexual assault Medero committed just days before. He noticed a bottle of whiskey on the table. [color=f7941d]"Damnit, I wished I could actually consume things, because getting intoxicated sounds pretty good right about now."[/color] and he took the bottle and decided to have some fun by giving it to the first criminal he sees.