After entering with Rose, Gyles had been hanging around the backrooms, under the guise of 'hired help', and was immediately alerted by the obvious gunshots resounding throughout the building. It didn't take finely tuned sonics to pick those up. The tech sentry bolted to the direction of the sound, drawing out his .45 and mono-edged powerknife from the holsters on his legs. He would try to keep things from getting any worse, and if that failed, back up his fellow marines These assholes are still just making a living, so I'll try and reason with them.
The Nepleslian man stopped at a doorway leading to the 'set' and ducked behind the wall. "Listen up! I know you assholes do this shit for a living, and you just got shot at, but hold up a minute. You might not realize it, but the woman you just defiled and took advantage of was a marine OD'd on 'Calm'. We already have someone shooting at you, and you have some real, hardened vets coming your way. Now, I'll be reasonable. If you don't want to be sliced up and riddled with bullets by a few of the less diplomatic chaps, you'll destroy all copies of the video and let us leave." He shouted rather calmly, attempting to diffuse the situation. A thick tone of worry in his voice was largely masked by belligerent sarcasm, but it did not help is situation any.
Fucking hope these idiots can hear me.