Rendered into Hell

[Geoffacake]

Reacting to the door slamming shut and the sudden approach of people all around the room, a large gun barrel extrudes from his right cybernetic arm, the sound of buzzing seems to be getting more intense; But keeping it pointed at the ground. "No- No you'd shoot or stun me the first instance i came through that door..." He retracts the barrel back into his arm and the buzzing of the weapon stops. "No touching unless i say yes, I'm not into trading bruises." He sits down, slouching in the chair with his arms crossed. "You really need to say what you've got for me, because with your company, I can expect that I'm not going to abide to my agreement to death in 18 years."

He suddenly brings two of his right fingers up to his ear, staring aimlessly at the ceiling. "Urrr~ Yeah- I'm fine... just a chat... No, you're not needed for now Hon'." Bringing them down, returning his digital eyes upon Aelita and holding the Blood crimson artifact in his hand. "So... What do you want...?"