Post by Vice Ysal on Feb 16, 2014 22:31:42 GMT -5
Vice wasn't a nice person deep down. He was a manipulative asshole to the core whose really own purpose for hanging out with people was to get more people to use. So with that brief explanation of his, it seems to be quite a bit out of character for such a person to accept a mission that requests the aiding of some kind of anti shadow weapon. There were two main things that had convinced him to do this. One was it was a legitimate robot, and thus was cooler than most things and almost as cool as his motorcycle. Two was that he got to fight said robot and jesus christ that was going to be one hell of an experience, the kind of experience that a person such as him couldn't just pass up.
Too bad he couldn't dismantle it, but then again he doubted he had the tools for such.
So with that said, here he was hanging around on top of an upturned piece of relatively safe debris whistling a rather jolly albeit quiet tune for himself. He was obviously happy, and a bit more than 'prepared' if his whole arsenal of weapons were hanging off of him in all easy to reach places. He had no problem with hiding those things simply because there was no one to hide it from. He had also apparently gained a partner for this excursion, which explains his waiting, and though he knew not to bring his expectations up, there was now a bar named 'Holly' that he'd most likely compare everyone else to in terms of usefulness as a partner.
Checking his body clock, it wasn't exactly accurate, but he'd at least been waiting for 5 minutes. No reason to be miffed just yet, traffic probably from the inside and all that.