OOC@ @Drak Son of a...
Mercer/Ellis screamed in agony as the flames engulfed him. Immediately they began to burn away his outer layer, exposing the viral flesh beneath, though it was not visible through the fire. He immediately broke off from the path that the rest were taking and bolted into an alley, throwing his katana aside before slamming into a wall and hitting the fllor, rolling desperately to try and extinguish the flames. When he eventually got them out he staggered to his feet, panting from the pain of the damage. He began to try and reassume a form, but the burns made it difficult due to the dead material that coated his outer surface.
Jensen took the paper and unfolded it, before looking back up the stairs at Blondie.
"Thanks for the offer... given what I've been seeing recently, I might just do that. We can join up with them when the time comes to take that base but... wait." He said as a thought suddenly occurred to him. "You weren't here when that platoon of elven looking guys showed up and basically declared war on us, were you? They had numbers, packed a lot of firepower, and they had some kind of mechanised walker with them. Said they could see the future, and that they meant to destroy us because our actions threatened their homeworld or some such bullshit. What's your take on that?"