"Any chance this girl can get in on this?"

Phil turned to address the newcomer, he'd seen her when he walked in, she looked like she would be all bark and no bite, and Phil's first thought was no, definitely not after what happened last time, he could still smell the blood and steel in his nostrils, and Phil was about to say as much, but then he took a closer look. Upon close inspection Phil could tell that there was definitely something more to this woman, the muscle was hidden under a thin layer of flab, but there was something more there. Grit maybe? Determination? neither of those was exactly it, but whatever it was, Phil recognized a little bit of it, but even more than that Phil knew he'd want it at his back when the shit hit the hammer.

[color=0054a6]"All's welcome that want in, the more the merrier"[/color] Phil chucked, hiding his trepidation as much as he could as he introduced himself to the two around him [color=0054a6]"Phil Morgan, pleasure to meetchya"[/color]

"Yea, uh, gotta stick some shit in your spines and you can go if you want or not. I'll be back here at central all the time. We're going to be - I'm going to be monitoring your stress levels. Any signs of cyber psychosis and you are going to be meat in the body bank gentlemen." 

[color=0054a6]"Shall we get ourselves figgur'd and then meet outside in twenty?"[/color] Phil finished as he stood up and headed over to get the blasted injection over with.

As Phil walked, he clenched his good hand and took a deep breath at the thought of Cyber Psychosis, he looked down and flexed the fingers of his new arm, he just couldn't get used to it, he was at risk for it now after all, after all... Still, making sure that psychosis [i][u][b]DIDN'T[/b][/u][/i] happen was probably a good idea, even if he couldn't shake the feeling that this was some bad juju. He took another deep breath, steeling himself as he approached the front of the line to Fields.