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Post by He-Qui, Master of the Uniberse on Mar 18, 2018 19:50:16 GMT -6
Seker idled against the brick wall of the building across from the cafe, glancing at his watch occasionally. The older man's grey hair was scarce, but luckily he covered it up today with a Memphis Grizzlies hat. It didn't match the business casual suit he wore, but he didn't really care. This would be the worst meeting in history, he could feel it. What a stupid script. It was a stupid idea, on top of that. The misdirection was pointless, they wouldn't find her anyway. Tyler had a sick idea of fun, convincing the boss to send an old man to use a different Tyler to toy with some upstart gangster king in the night walker's place. He hated it so much, but a sour look would only make this worse, so he hid it for now while he idled and casually observed the area. He really wished he had a smoke right now.
Hathor peeked her head in the door quietly, reaching around and poking Babi in the back of the head before slipping around the corner again. Babi jumped, but still made no noise as he turned to look for who did it. He stared at the door for a few seconds before Hathor peeked around again with half of her head, and the two locked eyes with a glare. No noise from either, just a glare.
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