"You know, maybe you should get something less fragile to fix your sight? I could hook you up with a good cyberneticist." Timberwolf said to Marco, as they continued to book it.
The ILE doesn't seem to notice you yet, but there are a few citizens pointing in your general direction.
"Thery, can we get some more smoke? Maybe some tear gas to dissuade pursuit?" "Do I look like a medic? And I'm not tearing up my coat. You'll need to grin and bear it."
{ Marco lowers his hand, showing that his face and eye are ripped up to quite a degree } " Is it bad? "
{ Marco sighs a bit } " Haha.... that's the only bad part about being a experiment.... Pain receptors in your brain don't work all the time... "
After taking a moment to look at the wound on Marco's face, Timberwolf pulled out a cloth he normally used to clean his guns, and handed it to Marco. "it's no bandage, but it's what I have." Grabbing Marco by the shoulder, Timberwolf pulled him along. "Now, we can't stick around any longer. So let's get moving!"
{ Marco takes the cloth and puts it in his mouth, he also takes his left claw in hand and disengages it. When the claw is removed it shows a scarred and deformed hand } " Thanks... " { He wraps the cloth around the wound to the best of his abilities then he puts his claw back on }
Helicopters and a few fighter ships fill the sky, and ILE soldiers are everywhere. Pretty soon, escape will be impossible.
"Alright, it's now or never. Run like you life depends on it, because it literally does!" Timberwolf fled with all due speed, gesturing for the others to follow him.
There's not much in the alley other than a small, shady looking bar. The other end opens into a quiet residential area.
"As stupid as it sounds, I agree; we might be able to 'mingle' with the crowd." Timberwolf stowed his railgun in the rifle bag, then slung the bag over his shoulder. He walked up to the bar pushing the door open, and walked inside.