What an interesting bunch of people... Alex made sure to go ahead and give some of the better photos to Grond, with a note of |As a show of good faith|, of the elf just before the explosion. She'd found a few that had good shots of the face, one of the better identifiers available still. Would give her something to do as they got things rolling here.<br/><br/>Alex figured the ork wasn't going to put up too much of a fight; really anyone putting up a fight in here would be committing suicide. So what if she was a little bushy; she was an ork, orks were bushy-er. Girl was still hot, and still packing... that would come in handy with what was to come.<br/><br/>As for the quetsions... Alex sighed - it had taken quite a lot of time to learn how to do that when you technically did not have lungs - and sort of waved off the answers.<br/><br/>"Nonono... your<em>target</em>didn't have a drone protecting them; why would you need anti-drone tech to eliminate a foe who doesn't have access to a drone?" she offered, before pointing at herself, and then to her sisters around her. "Is it hard to tell the difference between the Chillers and the 69 Gang(bangers)? No, see the only reason I was there and got involved is because for once those bastards were behaving themselves, and I wanted it to stay that way in a club that personally I'm rather fond of. It's called a 'neutral ground,' look up the meaning.<br/><br/>"As for being 'concerned' about collateral... no, you clearly were NOT concerned about it, because if you<em>were</em>concerned about it, you'd have only attempted to eliminate the target, not the entire gang and anyone nearby, such as a rival gang member..." she shifted to her other leg, crossing her arms. "And if you<em>were</em>attempting to eliminate the entire gang, you clearly weren't prepared to do so; your initial strike should have been enough to take out the majority, and you should have been able to just clean up the rest. You also put the ork back here in a terrible position that way; if it had been the Chillers, she'd likely be dead right now. Be glad I don't like killing people I'm not being paid to..."<br/><br/>She sighed again, shifting her weight to her other leg... shifting like that was a far more deliberate process nowadays.<br/><br/>"I could go on for hours about how absolutely amateur and stupid that attempted hit was, but the short of it is y'all fucked up, y'all nearly fucked up bad, and the cherry on top is that I got caught in it, and that personally pisses me off more than anything." She uncrossed her arms, moving them to her hips as she leaned forward slightly. "Now then, here's what's going to happen: y'all have two options, the first one being for the next week everyone except Grond here - no offense, but you really do look sick darling - is going to pay 'on their backs' for attempting to kill me and fuck up one of the clubs I like. Miss Kyo here doesn't get a choice in that matter, unless 'acute lead poisoning' is preferable to bending over and taking it like a good girl.<br/><br/>"Option two for everyone else is: y'all are going to help me track down a certain musically-inclined serial killer who happened to take out one of my Sisters as a target a while back. Something tells me y'all heard of him... y'all'll work for cheap - or nothing if you decide to piss me off - and once we've taken him out, y'all can leave, end of transaction." she looked the elf in the eyes, and smirked. "And if you think I'm some sort of nobody blowing hot air and who can't throw my weight around, ask your darling mother what sort of things I did<em>before</em>my obvious 'upgrades'..."