It was better than he thought, lower level of technology, low level kind of scum; which meant they could fit in quite well. At least they had not been sent into a total death trap, hopefully; one never knew if a mafia world was a total death trap even in a low level kind of world as this one. The Mafia was just to unpredictable at times to place certain bets on, there leadership was constantly changing, at least in the less powerful Mafia controlled worlds from what he knew. This would be a rough ride as far as he could tell. Something was likely to go wrong, something always went wrong when a place like this was involved.<br/><br/>Markus began making a mental note of what gear he would need to leave behind. He realized all of his gear was high tech and would stick out so he began thinking on how he would make himself 'look' more low tech. Remembering a technique which would work, he began imagining how to do it. As long as it did not permanently scar his gear he could use his plasma torch to make superficial burn marks on his arm, dull the color, make it look as if he had been hit many times, just over all make his armor look less pristine. This he could also do to his weapons; since most of these low lives stole their weapons, had no idea how most worked anyways, and were to stupid to make their own, few if any would even be able to guess at the quality of his gear and if they did he could lie and say he stole the gear or killed someone for it. Markus smirked to himself realizing how easy it was to get along with criminals sometimes, but knew other times, they were to unpredictable to deal with safely.