[i]Maybe I didn't have time for regrets. Not with the man and cyborg. Like any true disaster, though, it came in the heels of a woman. At least I can be eloquent when I'm surprised.[/i] "Shit!" Markov swears, jumping back even as the crowd cries out in shock, the sudden invasion enough to rouse them from their depressed stupor. His first reaction is to reach for his newly acquired Quantum, but he doesn't have the ammo. Not for this. Whatever [i]this[/i] is. He watches warily, backing, his arms spread wide to his sides. He finds himself standing in front of the man and woman, though it seems like more of an involuntary action than a plan. He's too busy keeping his eyes on the roof as danger leaks in faster than the rain.