"Well, lad, I'm the exact same way. Was rather, in my youth. Joined the police force after I left home, eventually left that too, in favour of the PMC life." [i]He said coldly to the man. The figure glared at him, although his right eye, a cybernetic one, was busy gathering his face and image. At that moment, his PMC was gathering the name, age, occupation, and birth city of the man before him from intergalactic records. [/i]