"Tell me about it, god help that boyfriend of hers." we passed by a man with one leg and wearing a naval outfit. "Excuse me sir, can you tell about anything about the gang violence in the area?" The man looked over and spoke in an old and whisky infulced voice. "Ay lad the Pavel gang spread all across the lady's metro they pleague every one of the damn underground towns. The think the damn place is theres! We'll they be wrong I'll show them all what a true salior can do!" "Well, where are they the most active?" I asked. "Aye, those bastards like to call the storage house their little home. When I get me hands on em I'll ring their little fucking necks!" He replied angrily.