Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161111105839/@comment-26104528-20161216020903

Stahlfritz still could not believe his eyes as he stared at the bounty poster. 5 billion...He crumpled it up and stuffed it into a wastebin. He couldn't tell if Kurai was insane, stupid, or some combination of both. Then again, who was he to talk?

"Director Hargreave? This is Agent Panzier, I'm nearing the incident site." the cyborg said over his scroll as he sat in the belly of his mother's airship, the ''Adjutant. ''The merc flicked some dust off of his armor and loaded an electrical magazine into his rifle. From what he saw up in the cockpit, the arena looked like an absolute warzone.

"Understood. Your objectives are again, rendezvous with Agent Senjenadam and ensure Kurai is still alive. He's still one of our biggest assets and we cannot allow anything to happen to him. "

"Roger. I'm deploying now. Agent out." with that, Stahlfritz hit the switch to open the belly door and down he dropped. A quick puff from his jumpkit and he landed silently in the mess that was the Silverwood's arena. Between the multiple pools of acid and alkaline chemicals, the other thing that caught his eye was the enourmous corpse of an 8 foot tall man still lying in the middle of the ruins.

''Wolfe, I don't care how unstable you are...this puts you at the top of the External Asset list, or Hopi's watchlist. Don't know yet...''

"Fairly solid chemical damage, lots of blunt force trauma in addition to penetrating trauma. Very November Sierra Foxtrot Whiskey" Fritz said to Hargreave over his comms.

"I've worked in Atlesian Intelligence Services for longer than you've been around. I assure you, it's nothing I haven't seen before."

"Allright, sending confirmation that Target: Tragedy has been eliminated." with that, Stahlfritz snapped a few pictures of the corpse from a number of angles.

Despite the gruesome scenes that covered her screen, Hargreave smilied knowing that one of Master's greatest assets was now worm food. "Excellent. Now, go see about our other agents."

Fritz nodded and semblance-cloaked, walking as fast as he could while still being quiet towards the medical bay where the others were staying. When he arrived, he cleared his throat, took off his gauntlets, decloaked, and stepped inside.

"Wolfe Silverwood?"