Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161111105839/@comment-26104528-20161221184630

"Well, well, well..." Fritz mumbled to himself, stroking his chin in thought.

Note to self: time to shave off the fuzz...

"What happened here tonight is Top-Shelf, Grade-AA persuasion material. Hey Kid, two traitors to my cause and a corrupt royal murdered your dad for fighting blacklist criminals. You gonna sit there and take it or take up his sword and join me? And I completely fail to see compelling reason to leave her out of it." He pondered out loud.

Right on cue, a mini-Fritz clad in white armor with angel wings coming out of his jumpkit appeared on the cyborg's right shoulder. But before the shouder angel could say anything, a second mini-Fritz clad in red armor with a three-bladed scissor halberd appeared right behind him and grabbed Angel-Fritz from behind.

"Don't you dare." Devil-Fritz shot off and the two poofed out of existence.

"Well Osiris, looks like you've got a choice. You can head back to Coronado and see what Hargreave wants to do with her. Or you can come with me because there's Eliminator Trade-secrets I think you need to know."