(Synn)<br/><br/>Darwin stepped out of the shadows, towering above any of the guards that were present. He stood at 6' 9" burley brazen ball of an asshole. He had an almost shaved head, showing just a bit of black fuzz for hair and a short goatee. His eyes flashed a deep brown, almost black in appearance. The kind of eyes that would burrow straight to your soul. He was 92% bionic, having nearly completely transformed into an artificial lifeform. The man was attractively muscular, and if you could look “strong” up in the dictionary, there might be a picture of Darwin in there. He wore tight leather pants and calf-high combat boots. His white t-shirt stretched across his chiseled chest.<br/><br/>He took large steps towards Synn although each one is quite calculated. Synn instinctively took a few steps backward as her hands trembled holding her weapons. If there was just one thing she was terrified of, it was Darwin. He was a calculated man with a short temper, yet his methods for calming himself? Let’s just say they’re quite messy. Synn had fucked up once during her employment, and it would certainly be the last time she did.<br/><br/>“Put them away girl” Darwin ordered as he placed his hand on her left shoulder. Synn did as she was told, reholstering her weapons yet she left them hot for now. He brushed her right cheek with his index finger “Good girl” he grinned, and then he looked towards Troy. “She has had excellent field training. I commend you. I imagine she was a handful” he chuckled as he stepped towards Troy. Synn watched closely how Darwin placed his footing which would tell her what his intentions were if they were ill. Synn had opened her mouth to speak but Darwin, without even looking back in her direction, held up his hand and she shut it quickly. "I didn't say you could speak girl" he coldly stated before dropping his hand to his side. Synn muttered under her breath as she continued to scan the room, sizing up every inch of it now.