Ra bent over to wipe the blood off his blade, the dead mans shirt made for an excellent rag. The three men were living examples of how inept the people of this world tended to be. With the amateur muggers dead and no longer troubling him he went back to what he was doing. The ally was cramped with barely enough room for two men to pass each other, rotting garbage and more then the three would be muggers laying dead in the gutter. Ra put the smell and claustrophobia out of his mind and focused on the seed he implanted into the wall feeding it energy slowly allowing the vines to spread deeper into the building, he found the office he was supposed to meet this mysterious man in, and allowed a small brown flower that would blend into the wall to sprout. There now he had an emergency exit, he moved around to the opposite side of the building where the main entrance was. As he walked out of the ally there really wasnâ€™t much of a difference it was just slightly wider and with more garbage then the small ally. He saw the corpses of small orphan children every so often among the decomposing garbage. It seemed to be day with a few rays of light creeping in between the cramped buildings, Ra hated this place and the way the building seemed to stretch upwards forever as if trying to devour the sun and every source of life around them.<br/><br/>Ra heard a musician playing music from outside the bar, pretty good he thought to himself, but he wasnâ€™t here to listen to music, focusing on the task at hand he walked into the bar wincing at the light inside. It seemed pretty busy the floor littered with 15 or so tables and 4 chairs for each table. Over on the right wall there was a small stage, mainly just a platform raised 1-inch off of the floor. The bar was against the far wall opposite of the door and to the left of the bar was a small doorway leading to the back rooms and the stairs that lead up to the higher levels of the building. He picked his way through the throngs of people that were enthralled in the music coming from the man on the stage. Ra motioned for the barkeep and waited patiently for him to finish waiting on the man he was already engaged in. The barkeep was a stout man probably 5ft 5in he seemed to waddle as his protruding belly weighed on his stubby little legs.<br/><br/>â€œAnd what the hell do you wantâ€ The barkeep growled.<br/><br/>â€œI got this letter, show me where the office is.â€ Ra said with a slight edge in his voice as he handed the barkeep the letter. The attitude of the barkeep wasnâ€™t unusual but he still didnâ€™t appreciate disrespect from people he could kill with his thumb.<br/><br/>â€œFine come this wayâ€ the barkeep seemed to growl. He seemed unhappy with the prospect of moving more then a few feet from behind his bar. The barkeep waddled through the people shoving them aside when they didnâ€™t move quickly enough. No one seemed to do more then mutter a few angry words, probably not wishing to upset the man that served them enough alcohol to forget why they were here in the first place. Ra followed him to the doorway in the back and into a small hallway. Stairs lead upward just to his right as he entered the hallway, the barkeep led him past the stairs and down the hall passing 4 doors before coming to the last door that marked the end of the small passage. The barkeep pulled a card from his stained apron and ran it in front of the doorknob there was a click as the stout man opened the door.<br/><br/>â€œDonâ€™t break anything and keep it downâ€ The man barked this as he left shoving past Ra. Ra bit back the urge to strangle the man and stepped into the office. It was much bigger on the inside then it seemed though that wasnâ€™t saying much. There was a desk against the back wall, with two chairs placed in front of the desk and a cushy office chair behind it. There was a potted plant, obviously fake as plants were a rare thing these days. There were 3 more chairs piled in the corner of the room to Raâ€™s left. Ra found the plant he had grown earlier against the left hand wall, and put a chair under it sitting with his head resting against the small plant and a small dagger hidden in his palm. Ra had grown accustomed to being vigilant and ready for anything that may come at him while seeming calm and relaxed. He watched the door with his eyes half closed as he waited for whoever else might be showing up, hopefully they would assume he was asleep.