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Al simply smirked at his friends comment and walked over to his makeshift bar area. Poring himself another drink. Some people made fun of his fruity drinks but he couldn't help it. His stomach couldn't handle strait hard alcohol. Then he remembered his latest project.

"Oh! Would you like to see the new weapon I am working on?" The whole bottom floor to his apartment, that would be the only floor under the hanger, was nearly completely open. You could see from one side of it to the other. on the opposite end of where both men were at sat one portion of Al's work shop. It was where he kept and maintained all of his gear.

Walking over to a table Al picked up the remains of what used to be a rifle. The front half of the barrel was mangled, burnt, and looked as though it was shoved into a meat grinder.
"I am trying to get it to fire small bursts of plasma. There are many times that I need to melt and burn my way through a door or what ever but I cant get the filament right in side of it. This is the third one that I have built. It friggin keeps blowing up on me! I will get it eventually though."

"Very true. Though personally because of that I think we have worked well in the past. That is when we actually get to work together." Al said with disappointment. Although the last assignment that Al had he was able to work with Zero for almost three months up until he took his leave. Al had no idea what his future had in store for him.

"Actually I have been drawing up some new plans. I was thinking of spiraling the filament that sits just before the barrel to allow an even distribution of heat and incorporating some sort of exhaust vents in the structure of the gun. I am hoping that will solve my problem. I think there is just too much pressure expanding way too fast." Al said while demonstrating with his index finger along the weapon.

"How about your self. Are you still working on your Manipulation?"

"Yes, yes, I remember you trying to explain it to me a few times and I also remember that I didn't make it much further in the explanation before I would be itching my head." Al said chuckling. "No matter, I trust and would go into battle with you any day of the week."

"I take it you haven't received any orders yet as well?"

Down far below the balcony and the bar and the concerns of dangerous men, the robot girl notices a sound. Sounds. Modulated tones arranged in patterns.

She follows the sounds to where a man sits, manipulating a device with vibrating strings to produce the tones.

Curious, she sits near him, emulating his crosslegged pose and his posture, holding her hands as if cradling an instrument like his.

The fingers of one hand, thin and robotic but not in a skeletal way, mimic the action of the player's fingers on the frets. The other hand acts out the plucking of the strings as she tries to decipher the pattern.

Zero stood and let the metal creep back up his arm and it and the scarf molded with his armor and changed into a clothing that was more suited for stealth. "Lead the way my friend"

Zero molded some metal to his wrist to make a wrist blade and covered himself in a black cloak. he jumped out the back window and made his way from behind signalling he was there once he got in a good spot. "This guy might just be a musician to hide his true identity." He thought to himself.

Myles sighs. He says to the girl, "Please keep anyone from taking my pack. I'll be right back."

His arms and legs become huge and dragonlike, and he bears down on all fours at a predator's speed. He leaps over the thief's head, and lands in front of him. And then says in a perfectly reasonable voice, "If you'd needed some coin, all you had to do was ask. I can get a new hat, but I'd like the licence in it back, if you don't mind."

The surprise didn't come when the man stood up because Al was expecting that. The surprise came when the mans limbs turned into some weird creature with claws. I knew it! I freaking knew it! Al tried to sprint but nearly after the first step the half creature half man landed in front of him. Al looked down at the hat slowly and the first thought that came to mind was;

"You keep your license in your hat? Judging by your performance Its not the smartest idea.... or, I know why. And I like it, very clever." Al took over the assumption that the reason why the musician kept his license in his hat was so that he was forced to go after it and there for teach thiefs a lesson.

With no sudden movements Al slowly placed the hat on the ground not taking his eye off of the man. Al wasn't stupid, he knew that when he no longer had complete control of the situation to treat it with more respect. Normally Al would have made some smart remark with the word zero in it to signal his friend but this time he would only give a simple nod. Al wasn't positive if Zero was behind the man but he hoped he was. He also hoped that by not saying the smart remark it would give his better starting chance. Giving the nod that was done while looking at the musician Al turned back the other way and as he did so he placed both hands on his guns and activated his Seishou with the intention of turning around soon after ready to fire. I got a bad feeling this fight is going to be more than we bargained for.