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[h2][b][u][color=662d91]The Chosen Hunter[/color][/u][/b][/h2]
Heh, well, it looks like the job here was practically over. Watching over from his piece of cover, a random wall of a cubicle, the blue skinned man watched as the remainder of the two got a shocking experience from the man who just jumped into the room, and set them within restraints, perfect for a little interrogation now. Other notable things was the smell of burnt flesh coming from the air, as a armored man came over, threatening to ‘give this man a makeover’ with a axe that looks like it should be in a museum instead. As well as the woman who looked like [i]she[/i] belonged in a museum, especially with that gear and set-up she is wearing. And finally, a red glowing robot coming in with similar looking blue glowing ones, far more ‘human’ looking than every other MEC he has seen before, although, that isn’t saying much with the lack of skin adding more to its look.

The Hunter could only let off a small chuckle, as he walked out of his cover, standing back to his full height of 9’2’, the blue skinned Chosen slowly clapping as he walked towards what was basically a swarm of ants surrounding a crippled animal, waiting to tear it all into pieces for the information they want, other than the robot, who seemed as if money would get the man to speak now. It was a [i]hilarious[/i] sight to see now. May as well show them why interrogation should just be thrown out of the window when the Professionals get involved.

Only giving a small grin towards his ‘allies’, the Chosen said [color=662d91]“Not afraid of taking some lives… I like that. Makes the job all the more easier when we aren’t prancing around, knocking ‘every’ single person out we come across. Although, we gotta make do with what we have, I suppose. And I’m the plus-side, we got a prime candidate ready for some interrogation.[/color] the Chosen finally stopped clapping, as he covered the last couple of feet needed to reach the very unorganized ‘interrogation’ in front of him. Nearby crouching down to the masked man’s level, he could only glance at Ciri’s sword, before moving his right hand to gently nudge it out of his way.

[color=662d91]“As much as you wanna go about, ready to rip this man apart looking for some information like beasts, or in the MEC’s case, influence them with money, I have a far easier solution to this problem. Just let me work my magic… and you’ll be seeing how I don’t even need to say a word to get the information I want.[/color] the Chosen finished, before turning to face the gas-masked man once more. With his right hand still raises, it then began to glow in a eerie purple foggy glow, before the Hunter quickly grasped onto the side of the man’s head, and well, things certainly started to go well, as he began to [b]interrogate[/b] the man. The Chosen’s eyes were to glow purple, as well as the gas-masked man’s (which wasn’t as bright due to the lenses of the gas-mask dimming the glow) own eyes, as the Hunter pry deep into the man’s own head, siphoning useful and relevant information needed to them, without ever having the need to cut Mr. Pinky finger off. Although, this wasn’t a completely ‘harmless’ action either, as while it did no harm to the man’s physical state, it felt as if the man’s own brain was set on fire, and there would certainly be some screaming involved when something like that is involved, but mostly, no harm was done in the process.
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