Liar's Gambit/09 a-gbc
...Uuuuhh?
Ooooh... Oh no...
Your eyes trails up the giant, until you stare face to face with 'em, or rather, face to grim painted mask. As the man looks down at you like an imposing titan of black and kevler.
"Hrmmmm..." They rumble, looking at your stiff form from head to toe... Their eyes, as vague as they were to be seen, where those of a cold killer.
Before you can find your words, the giant steps inside with heavy steps, causing you to backpedal a good couple of steps, as they pressed their way inside.
They weren't alone tho, as after the giant man had squeezed inside, the merc from before, who shook you about in their pursuit of that Renamon, quickly stepped in and to the side, standing in a more 'dutiful' posture...
The big guy looks around the shop from where he stands, before looking down at you again. "...Is this the one you were talking about?" He rumbled with a thick voice.
"It is, sir!" The merc replied while saluting. "This clanker was the last thing we ran into when we lost the target"
"Hrrmmmm..."
The giant steps over to you before going down on one knee...
He stares at you dead in the eyes. Saying not a word for an uncomfortablely long minute...
"...Listen here, Tin-can... I, do not like your kind... And i'd not waste words on a computer that thinks it's alive. No... I would instead take that head of yours and have the brains back at base crack it open like an oyster... So, i'll ask you this, and you better answer it good..." He rumbles, your systems quivering out of fear, mixed with a little bit of arousal...
"Where. Is. The. Fox..."
"Now hold it right there, Mister!" Berta quacks.
"Hhmmm?..."
The giant looks over to the black duck, who in tern looks miffed like no other...
"You can't just waltz in here and act like you own the place!. Even tho we don't mind getting shown our place by a big strong manly-man~. But the point is that you gotta show some manners!"
"So i'd like to ask you both to leave the shop, before i call the poli-"
KA-POW!! BOOM!
Before Berta could even finish her sentence, her head was turned into mechanical confetti. Chips, boards, wires, everything that was once in her head, now soared every which way as sparking shrapnel...
Her now headless body took one, two, steps back, then a third step forward, before making a full 360, and then promptly collapse backwards onto the floor and out of sight...
The big guy now holding up a colossal, and smoking, hand cannon. Stares blankly at where Berta once stood... Keeping it rock steady even after he fired it
"Hmpm..." He turns back to you...
"...I Won't. Ask. Again..."
