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9/21/2015 12:56:39 AM
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A single word entered the hooded man's mind as the newcomer came.
Psion.
Any normal man would've stereotypically thought; "If he's a Psion, why isn't he getting some KAP-8 instead?"
The answer was simple. Some men were simply smart enough to not rely on a single weapon; especially if that weapon relied on an addictive drug.
He glanced at the scarf-wearing figure. For a moment, his multi-eyed visor was exposed from the hood for the other man to see.
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[b]The man glances at him before turning back to his the counter The air in the shop was now unusually chilly[/b]
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Seeing that there's apparently no clerk, he approaches the counter silently by the other man. "Is that for intimidation factor? Or is it unintentional?" He's referring to the sudden low temperature. Even though his cyborg body can augment natural body heat, he still wanted to point it out instead of lazing around doing nothing. Besides, he should always gauge a potential threat.
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[b]The man smirks and shrugs at his assessment of the situation[/b]
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"I could be wrong, I guess. But that still doesn't explain the awful chill." His voice is somewhat static, to the point of a slight "walkie-talkie sounding" tone. He looks around for himself and then takes off his hood, as it's no use hiding what the other man saw. A black visor with dozens of eyes painted on it. Some differ in size and shape, but all bear the same red iris.
