Creak, slam, more creaking. Who just came into the room? Curiosity killed the cat, and you were the cat, so you went to go check. You weren't expecting to see a..cyborg cowboy standing at your doorway, his back turned.

"Muddle fudgers...always gettin' me goin'. Hate when I gotta chin wagon 'em." His voice was metallic, but oddly smooth. He turned around, seeing you his crimson eyes slightly widened.

"Well, aren't you a sight for the devil's eyes." He walked towards you.