[i]"Thank ya Irina, though she's beyond anyone's control right 'bout now." JT reached into his pocket and grabbed a tiny USB stick from his jacket, which he had inserted into the Tac-Pad in his arm. The screen fizzed to life slowly and after a few button taps, it started to slowly display a light blue hologram on the table. Documents, facing Irina. "I ain't exactly human, so by extension Nat's only half human. Biologically m' people 'ave an increased séx drive up until they're about forty years old - The -blam!-er that made me decided he wanted t' spread his creation through the world. Master Race and all that shit." [/i]