[b]Damien, being his usual self was tinkering with a grenade on the side of the road, the pin had been pulled, but he couldn't get it to explode... Most people would have dropped the device and scrambled... Damien wasn't most people.[/b] [i]"Damn fūcking piece of shite."[/i] [b]He cursed, his helmet folded back to reveal his lower metal jaw, bright yellow eyes, and spiky blonde hair. Other than that, he was in his typical armor with red and black cargo pants and military boots.[/b] [b]He eventually pocketed the device and grinned (how is even still alive at this point?), spotting the pair. He recognized Ren from the game, but the other one was... Not as recognizable.[/b] [i]"Howdy! You all off to see the wizard of Oz?"[/i] [b]As owe usual, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, followed up by a chug of whiskey from a small flask. He was still an alcoholic... But he had been doing better in terms of consumption amount...[/b]