<i>"Present." </i>Spoke an abrupt, synthetically augmented voice from behind the painted woman. The lighting in these rooms was never very good, but who ever suspected a fully grown, and fully armed back to be capable of hiding in them? For sure enough, none other then Duos stepped out to eclipes the nympho, the lenses on his mask giving off a slight, dark red glow... And the biggest, meanest looking scoped rifle from the Gammorah's private armory slung over one shoulder. Something seemed, different, about the man, a certain confidence that was not there before. Before, he was capable of going where he wanted, killing whoever he chose. Now, he seemed self assured of the hows, and the why behind such actions. As always, his arms were hidden in his numerous cloaks, however, his head was no longer bowed.<br/><br/>Oh no, he stood tall, confident, the rag which served as either padding, or mock hair between his masked head and wide brim fadora was more visibly exposed, giving him the look of dark brown rats nest hair. His entire outfit looking as if freshly washed clean, or at least decently brushed.<i>"Now... As I understant, it... We have a, breaking and, entering, to commit... Gameplan?"</i>His head tilting to the side as he panned his gaze over the room, either daring, or genuinely asking for input from the others... Every aspect of hte man's predatory nature personafied.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>