"God its been a couple of days and nothing....Where are you sis? Hopefully this would lead me to something...Alright game face on" Damn it sis! Where are you!!"<br/><br/>Steeling himself, he does a quite look around before entering the bar. His senses alert especially for a place like this. Then again, when were they not? His job was to keep his employer safe and for being here, he owes his employer big time. Mentally doing a quick check of things, he crosses cautiously towards the bar and enters it. Even from the outside, he picks up the sounds of music and life. At least its dry inside.<br/><br/>Walking in, he studies each and every person he can see discreetly. You can never be too careful. Noticing one or two potential threats he makes his way to the northwest corner of the bar. Mentally flagging the nomads, almost ignoring the joygirl except for her smart goggles and the bartender. Mentally calculating the number of weapons in the house and possible routes of egress and escape he makes his way to the booth.<br/><br/>His first foray into the world of edgerunners. If not for the lead, he would never have come in here. Sure his boss isn't what he would call an angel. But he does good and being under his employ has had its benefits. Not sitting down at the booth, at least not just yet, he quickly scans the area and the booth. Just in case....after all there are precautions to take and protocols.