<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">THE CITY ∎ Level Green                               <br/><br/></span></strong></span></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>MISSION #0: THE MILK RUN</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monospace;">Part Two: "We can load anything."<br/>STATIC: ##</span></span></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monospace;">"Easier said than done."<br/><br/>Alexander spoke to himself, again, as the transmission fades and the last bit of the lights started to fade away. With a reluctant sigh he pushed the phone back into the red receiver and letting it dangle from there before he turned around to look down the hall and to the tiled bathroom floor on the other side. He looked to his right to see the same narrow hallway which seemed to stretch out, followed by looking to his left to see similar hallway only there were a few flickering lights. In the end Alex started down the hallway to the left, deciding it was better to take the path with some room for him to look around rather than the pitch black hallway where he would be caught off guard.<br/><br/>Alexander rolled on Instinct check: 3d6 = 3, 6, 4 for a total of 13.<br/><br/>Alex walked through the flickering halls before finally stumbling upon a 'working' elevator. Working was the loosest way to describe the ramshackle elevator, but there was no point in complaining about his only way out this infuriating building. After pushing the metallic gate open and stepping inside, he reluctantly closed the grate behind him while pressing the 'ground floor' button. The flimsy elevator roared to life, shaking and violently vibrating as its decrepit motor started to work. There was quite a bit of smoke coming from the top of the elevator, as Alex could clearly see through the man-sized hole in the ceiling, but despite it's sputtering and rather infrequent stopping the elevator finally came to a halt.<br/> <br/>Of course, it was off-center with the door so Alex had no choice but to kick open the metal grate and then push open the other end. After which, he climbed down into the opening only after confirming the elevator motor had died and wouldn't <em>suddenly</em> spring back to life right as he was making his way out.<br/><br/><em>Thud</em>.<br/><br/>As his boots hit the floor Alex was in a far more comforting, and far less creepy, environment. The elevator door was right in front of the reception area. Just out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the wet street and hear the loud pattering of water as it impacted against the doors. He stepped around the run-down desks and stepped out of the building, fresh air filling his lungs followed by the splattering of water across his face. <br/>After a glance back and forth across the street, Alex was off.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/><em>'Right.. Cafe.'</em><br/><br/>Alex was still thinking to himself as he finally stumbled across the building in question. He was holding a newspaper above his head, the pattering of water across the top of it left the paper more drenched than dry at this point, but Alex was still using it to keep his vision relatively clear. He arrived at the front of the cafe right around the same that a car pulled up, right as he was about to cross the street. Actually, it was more precise to say that it was seconds away from running him over.<br/><br/>While Eddie was jerking his thumb in the direction of the car, while looking at Sawyer and Singer, Eddie's hand slapped loudly on the wet roof of the vehicle, "Some of us are walking here!"<br/><br/>That was when the agent walked around the car to get a look at the two having breakfast inside who were also looking at Eddie.<br/><br/>"Why do they get breakfast?"<br/><br/>Influence:2</span></span>