<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Name</strong></span>: James Strongvoice<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Location</span></strong>: downtown Atro, parked next to the Subway shop a block away.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Time</span></strong>: 12:35 AM<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Tagged</span></strong>: Blythe, Kythia, HangedMan<br/><br/>This was starting to work on his nerves. Out into the distance of the night, he could only watch as the group of people including two people close to him spoke of something beyond his ear's reach. Even his eyes did not permit him to see beyond the tinted glass much more than their figures. It was bad enough Maria showed up there and isn't able to defuse it yet. Now another. At this rate, he will have to deal with a mob of people coming out what should have been a simple investigation. What could have gone wrong?<br/><br/>He is distracted momentarily as the driver returns. He is almost too good at making himself look like a delinquent employee. Stains on his undershirt will help seal the image, but now James will have to deal with the smell of it. The driver quickly makes himself look like he's taking a nap, lowing his hat over his face, and crossing his arms across his chest. But the soft tapping of his left fingers on his right arm lets his boss know that he is still ready to go.<br/><br/>James returns his gaze back to the window, pressing his cheek against it as his breaths fog the window. Mentally commanding the situation to resolve. For something to happen to let them act and some how end this before it gets worse than it already is.