It was well passed dark as Gun pilots his bike towards Port 7. He always did like the Shadowlands. Probably some of the prettiest scenery hes ever fought around. It soothed him as he pondered events. He frowned momentarily as he though what he would do to the moron that panicked and ordered the late Orbital Strike on what was an other-wise flawless Tower defense. Burning to death sucked...no matter if you were returned in pristine condition or not. As a matter of fact, he knew of a way to stretch it out over a few days, before the person was sent to Reclaim. Hmm...might have to think about that one.
He passes a group of young people, out hunting. One of them a redhead. For a moment he feels soft fur between his fingers, and a gentle purr fills his ears. He sighed. He and Ciy had had a long talk about their on again/off again relationship. Both had agreed that being on opposing sides would be too difficult. "Been there, done that", he mutters to himself. But they did agree that the friendship was too good to waste. Of course, the offer to go with the Pathfinders when they left RK was still open. Time will tell. Prodding himself mentally, he reminds himself to find her some work....she had been getting restless, eager for action. Well, we can keep her supplied in work for awhile. Even with the added manpower the Detachment had picked up, there was lots to do. The CEO kept was keeping them all busy. Not to mention the "other" stuff the Home Unit had them doing.
He keys his comms. 'Law, you copy?'
'Go ahead, Boss'
'Any action?'
'Nope'
'Stay with it'
'*sigh* Copy'
Gun grinned. Lawdog was unhappy with his current assingment, but of all his people, Law had the best chance of staying undetected. And this was too important to mess with. Gunfytr still had a healthy respect and fear of the Guardians, in equal measure. He just KNEW they were up to no good.
When he gets back to the compound, he had to contact his connection at Omni-Pol. he wanted to check out the prospective sub-contractor recruit, Blacke. Sounded promising, but he needed to be checked out. So much to do, so little time. Gun revs his bike faster. There was another call he HAD to make..and this was gonna cause some waves....