The exceptional guard
Cyber Rex sleeps gently into that approaching darkness. But her chance of sudden peace was interrupted as a punched mech fell past her in a crumbling heap. His drink splattered all over the side of her right arm. The red mulberry color was now stained in florescent pink. Nobody could tell from her face, due to Tue mask and visor. But she was pissed off.
"REX GET RID OF THOSE TWO IDIOTS! THEY'RE TRASHIN' UP MY ESTABLISHMENT!"
And of course her boss Holdup had to yell at her. But I guess that didn't really matter to her. Because the second she got she dove for the mech down on the floor and effortlessly dragged and tossed him out the bar. She turned back around and faced the room around her. "Okay whose the idiot who thought that starting a fight in the Oil Caravan was a good idea?" Some of the usual drinkers pointed at a red and black tanker. The mech in question gave a sleezy smile towards Rex. Because he was probably thinking 'what's the worst this small fry going to do to me?'
If he wasn't so plastered...maybe he would have noticed that unmistakable sound of growling was emanating from inside her.