
»Gives up on the system
»Going to yell at Pritchard in the morning
He genuinely wasn’t expecting a punch. Then, he hadn’t especially known what to expect. The explosive ferocity of the blow knocked him back, staggering him off his delicate center of balance. He could all but feel his body creak.
He scrambled back to his feet, rubbing a hand to his side. Despite his pain inhibitors, it seethed, a deep, bruising pain he hadn’t felt in a long time. When he lifted his gaze, he saw his opponent’s face clearly - human, surprisingly so. One small prosthetic above the eye, and some strange, thoroughly unnerving goggles, but nothing much more dramatic than that. Funny. He’d assumed he’d be fighting a mechanized monster.
He lunged forward again, slashing out for the man’s chest. He threw the bulk of his bodyweight into the blow, launching at him; he was sanctioned to kill cyborgs if need be, and it all too often proved necessary.
Taking a step back, the guard moved back into a normalized fighting position. As he watched the man scramble to his feet, he studied the light subtle movements of his other. With this other man being an augmented citizen, he had to be wary of just about everything being delivered from him.
The slashing of the fighters blade continued to take him off guard. Feeling yet another deep graze take a chunk out of Kevlar, Adam frowned, slashing his arm upward as he brought his own blade into sight. Ebony, steel, and extended to full length, the security guard balled his fist.
His HuD flashed as he glanced up. Fuck. Adam had battery life to keep this blade lasting for just a short amount of time. Though if anything, he could get a few hits in. Throwing another punch, he gave way to a downward slash to attempt to catch him somehow.
Home and already forced to do paperwork…
Can’t I get a damn day to rest easy?
//.[You have several messages awaiting in your infolink]
{—Inbox//
{—Drafted Starters//
{—Drabbles//
{—Graphics//
(( like if I owe || * =’s started || Working on drabbles ))

Jaron Namir.
Tried to do a little something different besides just Adam Jensen or Faridah Malik, so this is what happened.

For those who did not believe me, here I am drawing while wearing Adam Jensen’s official jacket. It was freakin’ cold in the studio today and this promo jacket is all I could find.
Sorry about the photoshoped mess on the wall in the background. I had to hide dozens of concept art from our unnanounced project ;)
HuD Sys. Onlne..
Mission 3 Accessing…
»//Location: Panchaea
»//Mission: Shut down Darrow’s signal.
»//Primary Objectives: Side by your enemy or your ally.


Beyond replacing of what was lost by Shunji Yamanaka
“The picture is a mock-up of the prosthesis in development for women. At the moment is the image model only and will not be able to walk on it yet, we are trying to promote this development.
Prosthesis is intended to complement the lost leg, the objective is the recovery of the appearance as well as recovery of walking function”
…Stop looking at me like that, Adam! o////o;
Doctor Reed, I do believe you need to rest. You’ve had a long day.
I SERIOUSLY BE UNFOLLOWING PEOPLE IF THEY DO NOT PUT THEIR SMUT UNDER THE CUT.
That is all.
That, and if you don’t cut your posts i’ll be forced to unfollow you as well. I’m sorry. I’ve forgiven many, i told them to cut their posts so i wouldn’t have to unfollow them, but it infuriates me that you can’t just do a simple thing. I mean, c’mon. It’s not hard at all. You don’t need professional coding skills to do it. I won’t have compassion anymore.

HuD Sys. Onlne..
Mission 3 Accessing…
»//Location: Panchaea
»//Mission: Shut down Darrow’s signal.
»//Primary Objectives: End the signal being sent out through the biochip and send out a message explaining what madness has just occurred.

