@empowcred || Crabby Snake starter
The man burst through the door of his motel room, holding his side tightly as he felt the ache of bruises beginning to form from the total ass kicking he got from his latest mission to get in the way of his old employers. These days, he usually only came out of it with a few scrapes, maybe a black eye... He hadn’t felt this weak and beaten down since the night he lost his eye to those jack asses. The only reason he seemed to have so much energy was due to the rage he felt, and the hopelessness that was slowly setting in every day he didn’t find his AI...
Even with the help of Maggie, who indeed was a great help thus far, he was beginning to fear he was losing the trail now. He was beginning to fear the tables had finally turned and Skaworks was now getting in HIS way of finding KC.
He took off his jacket, ignoring the pain his body felt, and whipped it at the nearest wall, growling to himself. “Those fuckers... Something’s not right. Something’s not adding up. They’re getting smarter... We need to find her. We can’t let them beat us to her, Maggie.” He ranted and paced, despite the slight limp in his left leg. He looked like a man twice his age that just crawled up out of hell... A man who was probably about to faint any moment if he kept up that pacing...