Inside the room, there seemed to be some cyborg staring at the window in front of them. "Ah...more MEAT?!" The man had yelled out, before a more calmer, wiser voice had replaced the man. "No...more like Gianna had returned to her rightful grave...and she seemed to have brought some friends...isn't that right, Pilot Cylus?" The man says, turning around to reveal [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e0/13/60/e013607611fa5e1b4d8e0ab9c923aa0b--cyborg-art-cyber-punk.jpg]his face[/url], his hands being some sort of a mini gun as one, and a jagged edge as a second. [i]Boss: Twin Persona (Captain Martin Reyes)[/i] "Now...Cerberus hasn't been willing to give me the proper cash for my job here...however...YOU'LL CERTAINLY MAKE FOR SOME GREAT DINNER!" The man says, his eyes turning red halfway through the conversation. "Now..." as he says this, his minigun hand pointed up to where Cylus was. "...shall we dance?"