Diego Gonzalez
HP: 1
CND: Haunted
Form: Solid
Diego pulls his arms back through the darkness and the creepy black pool of nanites in the shadows reforms into the Utopian Dream wearing drug looking for slacker. Stepping out of the shadows, Diego makes his way over to the fire and two fallen presumably Jaguars. He didn't much have a likings for guns now. It felt like a betrayal of his gifts from Praetor Null. When trying to blend in though, he wasn't picky on what he used as weapons though. The heavy pistols previously fired at him would do nicely. Before picking them up, he did a quick visual check for any DNA locks or tricks to tie the weapons to the users. Given the low level of the soldiers, he wasn't expecting any. Best to take three seconds and check though.
"They were standing by something like rusted sheet metal probably covering a hole. Our element of surprise is gone. Their weapons weren't quiet. We see if that leads to anywhere and prepare to fight. If my information is correct, we may get information on what we are looking from the weapons dealer if he's down there. Be careful, there is a creature with enhanced powers in the Jaguars employ. Maybe more than one. Once they expose their super, fight on equal terms.", says Diego heading over to the suspected hole cover. Last time he tried to get into a secret base, it was anything but easy. Plus there was an army on the other side. That was when he wasn't as knowledgable about himself. Now, an army would just be more fodder for his gifts.
If they did in fact find the drag lab and not just kill two blokes who looked like possible Jaguars, this would be war. He had to hope there wasn't camera feeds out of any possible base.
"If there is a hatch of any sort, don't touch it before it can be disabled.", adds Diego.