@deadlockcr
   For all that it was, the festival that was going on certainly had quite a few things to do here. So, after almost killing you, they throw a party right after that. Funny way they had to treat you here.
    âYâknow--â The mutant started, picking up a pair of sunglasses that looked awfully familiar to him, holding them up in the light. They were the very same ones he owned back home-- fashioned together by his close friend Fence to copy a persons iris with a tap. Almost like a spy. Yeah. Cool. âI never thought, in all the things they got goinâ on here, there would be a place witâ all these things. Kinda--- almost like junk? But some a the stuff sâtreasure.â His words were directed to no one in particular. Any stranger who felt compelled to listen to his drawl. It was, also, a fun opportunity to eye any valuables that people were taking. Just... Taking notes of course. He wasnât an unfair thief, after all. Of course, heâs buying his sunglasses back. They were fancy. And almost sentimental. Kind of. âKill ya anâ then treat ya. How âbout that? Sure wish they had what I really want back from home. My bike. She been so beautiful. Guess thatâd be askinâ too much.â
