<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/database/haydenpanettiere/hayden_panettiere300.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Game Master<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Astartes Arbites<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entrance to a slave pit, Low Hive<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>Two<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Cat Thebes, Callidon<br/><br/>The shot from the lasgun did not so much blow the man’s face away as simply melt off the flesh.  Skull and blood dripped down the figure’s body as melted cheese might.  Empty sockets from boiled over eyes stared to the ceiling with only a gurgle of fluid pouring into the lungs.  The blonde girl did not scream, did not wince as the man went down.  Instead her hands immediately touched on the body of another man.  The woman he held was tossed forward and hands were raised upward to signal retreat, yet the blonde kept touching him.  Both men stared quizzically at her before trying to get down on their knees.  Behind Thebes and Callidon could be heard the shouts of Enforcers and a small gun battle ensuing.