[i]"...What. The actual fuсk."[/i] [i]Orion didn't usually care about human life. But this disturbed him...greatly.[/i] [i]The metallic being, whatever he was, stood at the entrance of the building, staring upon the elderly, sobbing man with what may have been disdain, although it was indistinguishable due to his masked face. Orion was five feet and eight inches tall, the only form of clothing that he bore over his chassis being a black hoodie and a pair of white shorts, covered in dirt and blood from intense combat. His general design was highly masculine, muscles curved and bulging from his metallic body as if he was designed after a bodybuilder. Red light issued out of lines within his arms and legs, two glistening "eyes" looking upon the crying man.[/i] [i]"...We need to get you some place better than this, man. And...fast. I want to hear this song, though."[/i] [i]Orion muttered, sighing metallically and shaking his head.[/i]