(Merp, you posted while I was editing. Just one quick request, hon. Please do detailed posts ^_^)<br/><br/>With his free hand, Baz pulls off his flak-jacket and beret, dangling from Crystal's mouth for a few seconds. He throws the armour-filled jacket at Lightning.  "Lighten the hell up will ya?" He cackles, dropping his beret and cigar.<br/><br/>His taste is odd. The main part of the flavour is, of course, the spicy taste of rat- that's what he is, after all. He also has the odd, tangy  taste of chrome- that is his robotic arm Crys has in her maw, after all. There's also the slightly peppery taste of gunfire... it's an odd, tingly taste that should be  quite appetising.<br/><br/>He looks up at her, smiling. "This's gonna be a rush..."