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"Alright make a right here and stop.. here. I guess if you want to wait for me, you can."

The car paused briefly as Reiko exited calmly onto the sidewalk and started down the small set of stairs. But before descending completely he put one hand up on the rail and stopped. Just to talk to a woman.

Then he continued into the pub, closing the door behind him...

... Because the guy would just be okay with someone acting suspicious near his car. He was already nervous, he didn't need his blood pressure raised any further.

The guy, in a fit of fear and rage sped off before Orca could actually do any real damage.

If he didn't mean to use any kind of stealth.. he certainly was right. Walking up on someone's car.

Wouldn't matter though...

At the Garage:

Rizzo interrupted his work to pick up every last peice of the recorder and worked on repairing the busted components.

On the streets:




Gil turned to the teenage-like andriod, gasping nervously, "Look, I had no idea she was a cop until I heard the recording!"

The andriod raised an eyebrow, he had said too much, "So you had her record us? How sweet!"

"No way man," he protested, "It's not like that."

Gil took an immediate uppercut to his jaw, followed by a steel blow to his eye from the left. There was a pop and a crack as the force of the first blow dislocated his jaw. The force of the second sent him back toward the tall man, who swung his crowbar into the left side of Gil's ribcage so hard that flesh and fractured bone squirted out of the wound. Gill screamed as the point of the crowbar came out, collapsing on his hands and knees. His breath whistled, it seemed air was going into the wound and working against his lungs, and it was happening fast.

"I have the money," Gil wheezed, "I'll pay triple, please don't kill me."

"Still a little a** wiping wuss," said the android, "Just like your sister, only she was worth something before her death at least."

Gil mad a fast, tears mixing with the blood that was moisturizing the cement of the alley beneath him. He wheezed a strew of vile curses at the andriod, actually managing a scream must have been painfull as he launched himself off the ground and came at the andriod with a furiously direct punch that went nowhere. The android clutched the wrist of the incoming punch and twisted it upwards till the wrist bones and snapped as hand hung limp. At the same time a slew of poisoned needles, bad drugs, penetrated the range of Gil's back. The android took hold of Gil's neck, wraping his fingers around the trachea and windpipe directly, and slammed his body against the wall with a force that shook the old building and drove the needle deeper into the boy's back.

"You're a worthless little boy," said the andriod, "And you're going to die a worthless little death."

Well... despite the bounty.. anyone who knew Reiko, well..

Actions speak louder than words.

"HAHAHAHAHA.. you are not old enough to marry me!"

"I am too!"

"Gaa~gaa~gaa.."

Reiko rocked back and forth, letting his head linger around cartoonishly while a young girl tried her best to perform a shake and choke combination to make him submit.

"How on earth can you be so calm?" A man in his late forties said from behind the bar.

"Sounds like you're more worried about the bounty than I am.."

"Dad, I'm sorry," Gil whispered, a whisper that seemed to echo through the alley.

The android dug his fingers through Gil's neck and ripped apart every tube in front of the spine like pulling through a group of spahghetti. A mist of crimson tears sprayed over the alley.

Back at the garage, Gil's check sat on Ichiro's desk unopened.

"Wanton destruction and being framed for conspiracies, murders, etc."

Reiko accepted a bubble blowing hoop from the girl and began blowing lackluster bubbles. He was good at a lot of things but apparently not at this. That was only half the explanation.. so after a few failed tries and laughs he finished.

"Nobody would believe me if I said I didn't do most of that stuff. So I never bothered pleading innocent."

He turned back around and sipped from the glass.

"I kinda like the attention anyway. I don't look it, but I'm old. Probably older than you old man. So it helps me see how many fists are still left in the world."

His body was slightly hunched over the bar so he sat upright and exhaled deeply.

"Who wants to know anyway?"

"No."

Reiko would down his drink in a quick fashion and then set the glass back on the bar.

"If I have any role in this world other than being the measuring stick to which every fighter is held to... it's to maintain the world's balance of good and evil."

He tilted his head to the side as his right arm was being pulled, probably by the little girl trying to get his attention again. He'd turn around and begin to give her some of his attention.

"You know which side is the strongest? Evil. Know why? Because the world needs conflict to make it stronger. Evil always has a new trick. Good is always catching up. Evil forces good to become stronger, deal with it, and balance the world."

Pause. Breathe.

"So if the overall good cannot bounce back from this.. problem that your corporation is involved in.. then I'll get involved."