... always new what to do and the Red Branch would pay handsomely for their prize.
“Ah!! Fuck, DaCosta what did you do to me?” said Qualin rubbing the strange red protrusion on his neck. “It hurts like hell”
“Stop whining. It’s a homing device. It’s too dangerous to take you back to base. Too many people want you dead. When I need you, I’ll find you. The homing signal is encrypted to my genotype, so no one can find you except me.”
“So what the hell am I suppose now?”
“Stay lost, don’t go back to your apartment, don’t associate with anyone you know and most of all; try not to get yourself killed.”
“Thanks DaCosta, you’re a real saint,” said Qualin sarcastically.
“Your welcome.” Said DaCosta deadpan and with one superhuman bound from his exo-suit he was gone.
“Asshole.” Added Qualin when DaCosta was well out of earshot.
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Tank Transformation
Zurie wasn't sure how long she'd been in the tank at this point but her delayed splice was beginning to make its... -
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