Venus turned, and began her stroll, and when eight meters from the point man, a huge, powerful Droid, maybe 6 ft 5, 320 lbs, carrying a twelve foot spear, and wearing a brass face mask, she smiled at him.
She could see his red tinted eyes through the eye slits, and they showed no fear. She figured he was hyped up by The Pink, stoned, crazed, manic, or all of the above. It was the usual MO for street rumblers when they had been Zooming.
She was not a sadist, but a realist, and did not enjoy killing for killings sake. As clearly as she could, she gave the man his ultimatum; the only one he would get from her.
“Ozone.” Please… (She actually said please) move aside and there will be no trouble.”
For a moment her words stunned him.
That’s what THE PINK did to a thug. It made them forget th
