Summary: Team K' is up against a horde who plans to take over cities across the world including South Town.
The problem is, that a bystander gets involved in the mishap. Who are these new foes? Where did they come from? Is Team K' enough to put a s...
Making his stealthy exit during predawn, K' walks out of the hospital with little more than a handful of medical supplies. Even though his wounds don't seem as severe as his riding partner's, he still needs to tend to them. The fighter starts with the basics. Using a small bottle of rubbing alcohol, he pours its contents on a cluster of cotton balls. As these become completely soaked, the extra liquid drips onto the ground, creating puddles. Next, he applies them to his wound. Like a champ, K' accepts the minor sting it causes, then proceeds to patch up any other incisions that may have occurred.
'Aight. Gotta head back to join the others...' Taking a lengthy trip with Menace as his means of transportation, K' manages to safely travel to his next destination: theSecretHideout. As he enters the dwelling, the leather-clad loner is greeted by a tall, brawny man in navy blue.
"Ah, partner! There you are! Man, what the hell happened to you?" Relieved to see him alive, Maxima takes notice of the fellow fighter's condition.
"Speed chase." K' responds while settling down on a lone metal frame chair. Faint traces of chipped wood are seen on the floor leading to where the cybernetic combatant is. He is currently brushing off any leftover pieces from his treasured jacket. "I could ask you the same. Where did this mess come from?"
"Heh, had a kerfuffle with some hooligans during a supply run..." The brunet hints. He pauses to double-check his outer garment. "Bad enough, they carried melee weapons."
"....Hmph." K' keeps his words to a minimum as his fellow fighter goes into full detail about the mishap.
"I just encountered two of them today on the street..." The Steel Human Weapon explains his run-in with two men. Luckily, he performed face scans on both of them, but they were unfamiliar to him.
"...One had a strange tattoo on their right arm, but it was mostly covered by his sports clothes. The other guy, though, had a semi-casual look going on. He's the one who approached me in public. He said something about recognizing my face...and sideburns. I had a hunch these two might be up to no good, so I tried to handle the situation neutrally..."
"So I said, "Are you sure you don't have me confused for somebody else?" While talking things out with the well-dressed lad, his pal goes behind me and strikes my back with a wooden ball bat..."
'With a good *WHACK*I imagine.' The red-gloved brawler raises his eyebrows from listening to Maxima's unexpected encounter. Knowing things are going to end up badly for these tatted-up punks, K' continues to hear what will happen next.
