<div class="floatright">(https://img.fireden.net/tg/image/1450/33/1450338450364.jpg)<br/><strong>Ximena Delgado</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=295754.msg14488694#msg14488694)</div><br/>"I got all I need, Mr Fernández," Curador noted, rising to her feet and offering the seated man a meaty paw "<em>Cuidate</em>."<br/><br/>Ximena had no expectations about whether he would accept her handshake or not. Many were wary of metahumans on principle and others preferred to give the awakened a wide berth. Whatever the outcome, the troll slid back into her seat after a moment and turned her attention back to the other runners.<br/><br/>"Well,<em>los mios</em>," she grinned, baring surprisingly white fangs, "I have people to speak with about this contract and I'm sure you all have sources you'd like to access. How about we reconvene later on this evening to share intelligence? The Tunnel isn't a bad place to meet, but I'm open to other suggestions."<br/><br/>The shaman plucked her half-empty glass from the table and finished it in one gulp. She was tempted to stretch again, one stubborn crick in her lower spine just wouldn't shift, but Curador wasn't sure the chair could take it. Instead she sat stiffly in place, waiting to see which of them might step up and take charge.