As 'Jynx' lifted her blade arm, a gun could be heard cocking. Duos had one arm extended, hammer thumbed back and safety clicked off. The distance and amount of people between them would let him get at least three or four shots off before she mauled him to, asuming he didn't kill her first.<i> "Kettle... Calling the pot, black, are we?"</i>Everything else about the mystery man was perfectly still, he seemed to have a nack for causing awkward showdowns. "She lives." he stated, over the static and augmentation of his rebreather mask.<i> "She, is helping us... Find Him..."</i><br/><br/>For a moment, he almost flinched, almost. His mind was still tumbling the secret encounter along in his head. The meanings, the added mysteries which answered no questions... Just beckoned more of them... The girl... She was like him, if Thule was to be believed. A crude melding of flesh and metal, yet hers was plain for all to see... His was covered in layers of armor and rags. Would they have mistrusted him, if they saw what he looked him? Constantly, his gaze flickered between Jynx and cyber-girl... Scouring her naked features, he cared not for her curves, or added apendages. He was looking for a branding, a tattoo on flesh or mark on metal... Duos Nueven Unos, that was they name they gave him...<br/><br/>What was her's?<i> "Turn, around." </i>he instructed, his words reverberating through the room, and over radio waves... And while many may have thought it inteded for Jynx, or Sue... He wanted the new one to answer...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>