[i]"You want in...?"[/i] [b]Damien asked, snapping his fingers so that the flammable fibers made a small flame that he balanced carefully in the palm of his hand, the flame not harming the skin he had left in between the metal graftings. He looked mostly machine, but the truth was he had nailed metal into his skin as armor. Only his right foot and arms were augmented, excluding the majority of his internal organs.[/b] [b]He held the flame close to her as warmth as he looked at the same door, then back down to her.[/b] [i]"You are gonna need to find a lieutenant."[/i]