*pulls a face* Fuck. There goes your backup career as a mechanic, huh? *idly cracks the knuckles of one hand* Wish I'd gotten in on the interrogation. *off your questioning look* Bubbles and Buttercup got a crack at the bitch, and I heard there were gunshots at one point so who knows how the fuck that went, but I'd've liked to put a round or twenty in her, too.
stronger than you
*nodding* Yeah, well, I'm pretty much at my limit as far as brute strength goes. Only so much this body's capable of without some fucked-up tinkering. *sly grin* Nah, these days I'm working on flexibility. Know how?