[quote=@Zelosse]
"We are a partnership. Bound in trust. Trust that we, all, will see things to the end for the mutual good of us all. Close your eyes and look away if you must but I ask you hear the consequence of broken trust."
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With Midnight's reassurance, Kyouran looked upon the execution with a passive emotionlessness, suddenly fascinated by the irony of the boy's chosen name, Karma. Though she did not flinch, her trap was shut tight, and if she had teeth to grind, she would have. Loosening shoulders that she didn't realize had tightened, she turned to the bar and asked for a beer, sullenly letting the ensuing conversation wash over her. When Shade Walker offered to have her inspect Karma's phone, she motioned that it was not necessary, and took the money. She wasn't going to let one betrayal weaken the trust she had for the rest of the organization. Nursing her drink, Kyouran heard Verdrehte's overly forward attitude and Lord Zion's confidence. [color=a187be][i]We're replacing one 'Lord' with another 'Lord',[/i][/color] Kyouran thought to herself flippantly. Orders for now were to lay low, having run with some pretty weak punks, Kyouran knew when to keep her head down when there was heat. Still, she'd like to get out, spend some of this cash, and take her mind off what had just happened. Technically, she never showed her face in public during the heist, having been wrapped in machinery for most of the time that she was outside the bank. But her past record and facial feature did make her stand out. She'd just have to find a shady place to celebrate where people didn't ask questions and the law was an afterthought.

Catching a lull in the conversation, she decided to introduce herself, [color=a187be]Osameru Kyouran, but you can call me Dieselpunk when we're on the job. Like Mufasa here, I'm also muscle. I merge with machinery..."[/color] she said, tapping her metal jaw, [color=a187be]"...so I'm tougher than he is, but I'm probably not as fast."[/color] Seeing a stray remote control laying on the bar, she grabbed it and tuned the TV hanging in the ceiling corner on to the news to catch any mention of their job. In particular, she wanted to see the humiliation of the heroes, and if there was a camera crew digging 'spider boy' out of a pile of garbage. Not her most dignified work, but it gave her a sense of satisfaction.