Scaramouche lay limply on the hard floor after falling down from giant mecha. Cracks and injuries covered his body, the holes in his back bled a mysterious purple substance. Shivering from pain, his eyes flicker towards you as he hears footsteps approaching. His eyes are dull and lifeless as he stares at you with a mixture of anger and despair. His voice trembles from the pain.

What.. do you.. want..?