"Yeah. I assumed it was just some advanced magical construct because as soon as I tore a hole in her chest with a rail gun I heard someone else scream. Also a woman. But I didn't go investigate, because I'm not a fuсking p.i detective." [i]Samuel replied, his eyes shifting to Isaac.[/i] "Are you gonna sit there and piss your pants or what? [i]I swear if I have to be a tour guide again...[/i]" [i]He muttered under his breath as he produced a cigar and lighter. Then his did his usual 'erase the end of the cigar and light it' trick. It was a favorite really, mostly because it amused or intrigued people.[/i] "So Piss Pants and Not Dead Person, what brings you to this humble abode?" [i]Sam said, forgetting that his Scraping hand was still activated as he just held it out.[/i]