A new face in an old place

[Damian.Black]

Damian chuckles lightly, pondering the thought of getting more trinkets to keep 'Fluff Meister' company. "Your security cameras are better than I would have guessed if you could see him already" Damian states as pulls a flask out of a jacket pocket and takes a quick swig. "Sidewinder Fang.. had to rob a civilian from Rhineland for that. " he says as he coughs a little, looking Ampere in the eyes as he begins to walk over to the corner where the renowned Rogue is sitting and takes a seat across from him.

"I hear you're the current leader of a pack.. and a damn good one. Liberty turned me into the big bad wolf for their convenience, and I ended up becoming their idea of me for mine."

Damian takes another swig from his flask and rubs his forehead before speaking. "Xenos assholes piss me off just looking at them, Lane Hackers are too secretive for me to trust, Outcasts.. well they're all right, but I deal with them all in spurts, 'cept for the racist assholes I mentioned first. That brings me to the Rogues. You guys seem to know the time for a fight, time for flight, and when the money is ripe. Don't get me wrong, I'm not scared of flying by myself.. I've got Fluff Meister to keep me company, though he's not one for conversation."

One more swig from the flask, and Damian tilts it towards Ampere, offering him a drink from it. "Point is.. I don't need my hand being held, but I'll jump into a dogfight with your pack any day."