<span style="color: #FF80FF">“Yeah, sure.”</span>Kira said cheerfully, looking forward to playing some games. Gaming was one of her few passions, beginning when she was younger and Sam let her play most of his favourite titles. They still played together sometimes, but of course with his work as well as school, those occasions were rare.<br/><br/><br/>///<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">“Martins,”</span>Aimpoint grunted in greeting as he came to a stop behind Casey’s handler and surveyed the scene before him as the ambulances were loaded. Mongrel was loaded into an ambulance, battered and bruised. Casey had lost a hand and barely looked cognitive. They pulled away, rushing their passengers back into the city towards the hospital.<br/><span style="color: #BF0000">“Looks like things just got worse for Scarlet City.” </span>