Relaxing in the 7th Hell Club All was quiet in the tower. If one doesn't count the 7th Hell Club, the sounds emanating from it can be heard from most places of the tower. Its doorway lighting up the dark alleyway outside. The ruckus centres around a circular table surrounded by Guardians and City populace alike. John is among them and the loudest laughing and giggling manically. Poker is the game and Winner is Johns name. In the corner a lone Exo lounges on a sofa, reflecting upon himself. A woman enters the club, John shouts out to her "Hey Sarah, Hunter's brooding in the corner over there" pointing to the Exo in the corner. She walks over to him with a seductive sway, "Scott, you ok?" she asks kneeling to look into his mechanical blue eyes "you know your eyes are the same blue as they we before". "I'm fine, just waiting for Dinklebot to decipher the codex I found. And just what happened to the cute quick march you used to do?" The Exo asks in return. "Oh, as much as I loved my family they constricted me, forcing me to be a soldier first woman last." She replies as she sits on the sofa leaning against Scott. He begins to play with her hair, running his fingers through it. She instantly relaxes in his embrace. A Ghost enters the club, "Dinklebot, how's it going?" Scott asks it. "Approximately 75% Scott, don't worry, we'll make you Human again" the ghost answers. Sarah opens her eyes and looks straight at Scott and declares "I love you no matter what, bolts and all. We'll find away, we always do". Oily tears roll down his cold metal cheeks. Just goes to show, even a machine can cry. [spoiler]I got bored needed to do something relatively new and different with an added challenge[/spoiler]