Piper looked up nonchalantly from his seat by the wall. This looked like yet another rough type, from another world. Maybe it was one of the two he was expecting. If so, who was the other one? He watched her enter and find her own seat. Something about her was definitely different. He was used to soloing his assignments, but his employer contact assured him this job was more significant. Something about the assignment required a team effort on multiple approaches, and Piper understood that. Didn't like it, but understood it. He thought back to what was said about making contact. His assignment partners would bear the crossed scythe and vortex, either a ring or medallion. It was a rare emblem, only worn temporarily for special assignments-then returned. He checked over the room, spotting two individuals sporting the emblem. One was the red head. The other looked like some pirate of sorts. He carefully acknowledged the icon he wore as well. And slowly made his way to a seat where both could see him. Others cleared the way after seeing it.