by Raef
Exobiologists often say fauna with bright colors signal the kind of danger they are to predators. I suppose that wouldn’t be wrong. Toxicity is usually the expectation with such creatures, but in my case, I’m just a hazard to anything that decides to be my enemy. – Camsoh Raksl, private logCamsoh Raksl, a gene-modded Cinder and former professional mercenary, contends with the average operational day-to-day as a hired gun and Overseer of Bors Union - a ragtag outfit of dubious quality, soaking up many of the less than legal operations occurring within a dangerous planet-side bunker colony. Things get complicated when a non-standard black op at the directive of The Institute goes sour, opening the door into a far-ranging conspiracy plot that threatens to crumble the precarious balance of power and tug of war between the Colony's factions, and his newfound home.
