<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/B_GMAd6U0AEOiMR.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong><strong>David Oestreicher</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246835.msg12206090#msg12206090)<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>09:06, 63 Wall Street, New York, Penthouse.<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Moderately priced, impeccably cared for suit; very polished dress shoes<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong><strong>Mona</strong>, Open<br/><hr/><br/>New York was not the "greatest city in the world" as some would have you believe.  It was crowded.  It was loud.  The people on the sidewalk walked as aggressively as the drivers drove on the streets.  If you could call it driving.  More appropriate would be "parking" with random occurrences of movement towards the location you wished to be at.<br/><br/>He had not anticipated the traffic and now he felt as though he was already a step behind when it came to this meeting that had been arranged.  He'd had three discussions prior to this meeting being arranged.  He had the feeling that the people in charge were very thorough ; so thorough that he had been expecting to be turned down.  Since leaving the armed forces he had been...struggling.<br/><br/>With everything.<br/><br/>He was expecting to not hear anything back at all so when he got the call; he had taken it without a moment's hesitation.  Yes; the money would be nice but really; it was just good to have something to do once again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He'd heard such things existed but the palm scan followed by the retinal scan was a clear indicator that this new opportunity was indeed one that took itself and it's operational security seriously.  His eyebrows lifted slightly as he entered the penthouse and took in the decor...at least for a moment before his attention was drawn to movement.  He was silent for a moment, taking in the appearance of the woman across the room from him.  She moved...competently...cautiously.<br/><br/><em>She's trained...</em><br/><br/>That didn't come as a surprise.  Considering the process he went through to be invited here he suspected everyone present would be very...very skilled at something in particular and most like good at...well...a good number of things really.  He closed the door behind him, with enough force that the woman in the room would hear it "click" shut so as to give her a sign he was present.<br/><br/>He then cleared his throat; affected an easy smile and moved towards her with his hand extended in an offered greeting.  "Hi there, Oestreicher.  I'm late and I thought there would be more here...?"  He made sure to meet her eyes despite the sunglasses she was wearing before looking about the rest of the front room.  "I guess there's more to find here?"