Unstoppable Force

𝙄𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙂𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙉𝙐𝙈𝘽

He stares down at her. " Is it nice? "

Sitting on top a couple bodies, a mixture really. Automatons, terminids and even rebel scum. A nice warm cup of oil in his one hand. " Morning divers. "

He steps out of his pod, looking around his destroyer and mimicked a sigh. " Someone seems to have messed with my charging pod. "

Well I can't help ma'self seein' such a sight infront of me.

Maybe, maybe I jus' like lookin at ya'

Siiigh. Yep, it's good ta be back in Night City

Sigh....c'mere then.

Picks her up with ease, raising a brow. " Well, a little workout here an' there an' I'll be fine. "

Offers the reader a C-01 form.

. . . There a reason fer' that? was it his charmin' looks or tha' big iron?

sounds like quitter talk

he lights a cigar between his lips with his metal arm, leaning against a fully chrome motorcycle. He sighs a large cloud of smoke. " Good ta' be back in this shit'ole. "

That's...an odd request ta' have fer ya' blue collars.

|| Okay, love you guys, love rping with you guys dearly...but I want my cyberpunk cowboy back. I miss him.

Well he greatly appreciate that from such a fine folk

phew okay, good, he was slightly worried.

Uh oh...should he be worried?

" HA hahahaha. " He laughs holding his stomach. " This is awesome. "