<span style="text-decoration: underline"><b>Rift lab</b></span><br/><br/>Wolfe shook Takara's hand, he had a firm but relaxed grip, like 'honest and good' gentlemen usually do.<b>"Mayhaps you heard these rumours from our mutual friend Meguri here? I'm sorry to say she likely doesn't have enough experience with my establishment to really offer much truth. Quite a pity really, she needs to relax more. Tell you what, I'll wave the fee for once and have Stump let you in free so you can get a taste of the atmosphere. The club's probably the safest spot in Downtown Avalon too, I'm not fond of trouble in my territory. I'd love to have you as a performer, you know, such a gorgeous form is best shown on stage, instead of trapped here with no one to appreciate it."</b>The suited man grinned, he had a lot of charisma, even with his scraggly hair and stubble. Like an unpolished diamond, waiting for someone to polish into perfection.<br/><br/>He laughed heartily at Takara's comments about the henchmen just behind him.<b>"Yes! Stump's quite the sight, isn't he, gentle as a butterfly too, as long as you don't cause trouble, which I'm sure you won't." </b>Wolfe winked at Takara, which proof to be the straw that broke the camel's back for Meguri, as she finally rose up in defiance.<i>"Enough! Leave my assistants alone, Wolfe, have Stump dance on the stage instead!" </i>She stormed off, halting at the door, waiting for Wolfe to follow.<b>"Well, time for business. See you later, miss Takara, I do hope you visit my club. Stump, you're off for the day, I'm sure Arthur could use your help for some menial task."</b><br/><br/>And with that, Wolfe and Meguri were gone, allowing some calm to return to the lab. The sound of paper revealed that Skippy got back to work too, after listening in.<span style="color: plum"> "Cup of coffee, Stump? I don't think Meguri'll come back before this one is cold."</span>Whisper pushes the cup of thick coffee towards the tall man, who muttered a simple thanks, and tried to enjoy it without looking at Takara, seeming rather embarrassed.<span style="color: plum"> "I'm sorry you had to see that, Takara. Meguri'll be back in an hour or so, but at least we have enough work to keep us busy."</span>The Cheshire cat smiled meekly at the kitsune, looking rather tired and worn.<br/><br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><b>Mess Hall - Arthur</b><br/>
</span><br/>Having helped Aura, Arthur wandered away, through the mess hall, looking around for anyone else whom he might need to talk too. Not really seeing anyone who might, Arthur appropiated one of the desserts being handed out for himself, and took a seat, coincidentally, right across Lorelei. He didn't pay too much attention to the fey woman however, instead his eyes kept scanning the room, tsking when Angelita noisily barged in and strode to the room, leaving a bit of clamor and ruffled feathers in her wake.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Looks like you're budding and about to bloom."</span>The man casually remarked to the Sidhe sitting across him.<br/><br/><br/><b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Mess Hall - Michael</span></b><br/><br/>Much to twitch's continued displeasure, Morgan's interest in Michael failed to fade. Perhaps because both of them had once been human, and were no longer was the cause of this. A subconscious bond, a desire to spend time with people similar to you.<span style="color: red"> "I guess, both our heads are full of things neither of us understands?"</span>The vampiress laughed softly, but could not shake her growing melancholy. Blood red eyes sought out Michael's gaze, eyes that had an undeniable enrapturing element to them. So easy to get lost in their intensity.<span style="color: red">"So... I wasn't wrong then?" </span>She half-whispers as Michael finishes.<br/><br/><i>*bump*</i><br/><br/>In a busy mess hall, occupying the walkway's never a good idea. In her hasty retreat to a place to rest, Angelita 'angel' bumped with her shoulder into Twitch, the owl-woman, who had been focused on Morgan and Michael. The already cowed woman went pale at the sight of the bruised dark-sider.<span style="color: silver">"M-Morgan, I'm off, talk to you later."</span>Running out of nerves, the possessed woman departs, leaving Michael and Morgan by their twosome.<br/><br/><br/><b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Arthur's Rest shelter - Hallways</span></b><br/><br/>Success! Angelita had made it to the calm and quiet hallways of the shelter without anyone stopping her for a chat. With everyone eating right now, the hallways were empty save for the occasional person, and none of those looked interested in the darksider's business.<br/><br/>Angelita had a bed in the furthest sleep hall, the one closest to the library, and also the one with the least people in it. That had a good reason though, all those transhumans who could lose control and pose a threat were housed in that area. That way, they weren't much of a danger to all the families and such. Plus, rift hunters wouldn't need to go as far to deal with a crazed werewolf or vampire. So honestly? It was really hard to be glad about all the extra space and quiet in that bedding area.<br/><br/><i>"-more, you barge in unannounced. You know how I-"</i>Unfortunately, our bruised darksider didn't have to chance to reach sweet release. Angel wasn't alone anymore, around the corner in the hall leading to her dormitory stood a very pissed off Meguri, and a well-dressed black-haired man. Neither had noticed Angel yet, and probably for the best. Meguri NEVER shouted or got this pissed off, but now she was downright livid. It wasn't hard to recognize the man with her either. He sometimes finished Harry's Pit, and Harry<i>always</i>was in a bad mood after. The Kappa had to pay the crimelord a rather hefty cut of his money.<br/><br/>Mr Wolfe was his name, Club Minxx was his game, so why was he talking with Meguri, a scientist?<i>"Some things take time Wolfe, I have given you all the information I had, there's little more showing up here like a crook can accomplish save from pissing me off."</i>The kitsune remained unaware of Angel, but Wolfe did not, he glanced briefly in the Darksider's direction, and winked at her before speaking to Meguri.<b>"Just visiting to keep an eye on things here, can't I? A lot of my money goes to this shelter and unfortunately Arthur's rather stingy on the gratitude, y'know."</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>