<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/cf/b8/e0/cfb8e0c04b03dc90ee83757a05a2f0d8.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Marcus W. Franklin (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=338172.msg16051379#msg16051379)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Restaurant in Shinzo business center, in the middle of the business distract (Breakfast<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>12th Ovrarian, 9-10 o'clock<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Rin Shinzo<br/><strong>Extra</strong><br/><br/><br/>Mark was dressed in his shirt, slacks, boots and stylish leather jacket, he was on his motorcycle so he came in to get something to eat.  This was his usual spot, he loved the food and the view  He was not always looking for bad guys some days he just liked to let his hair down and relax.  This was a spot, he probably needed to go work out after eating this rich food, he hadn't decided yet.  He was going over some files, he ordered a quiche muffin to of those, cinnamon rolls only place that remotely compared to his own  He wondered had they stolen his recipe.  But never the less he wasn't going to give that up though, but his did still tasted a bit better and he wasn't biased either.<br/><br/>Now he had been here a few time and he did like the scenery some days.  His leopard tail moved with interest as he kept his angst down and he made sure he was able to keep everyone in front of his deep golden eye and his large paws that were able to easily fit around the coffee that he ordered, or was it a cappuccino today??  He found himself getting a bit distracted but he continued to work on the food he had ordered and made quick work of that.  He moved his hands over the keyboard in quick succession.