Sometimes all you need is a drink...(Open)

[Santoro]

Arden strode forward in quick, efficient steps, taking on a whole new demeanor. In a matter of seconds he had transformed from a man on the town to an irritated upper-class businessman. He stopped rather close to the guard and pulled out his datapad, holding it up to the guard's badge (but not so the guard could see the screen was blank).

"Security Officer... Denning, is it." He put back his datapad and waited a split second.

"My name is Joran Loeli, Inspections Officer. We've had a chemical spill in the block, and I'd like to sweep the building for any trace of infection." The guard began to retaliate, but Gunel was faster.

"As part of Directive CC-902A in the Biohazard Emergency Document, I'm entitled to a full and uninhibited view of your facilities. To stop me comes with a penalty of up to five years imprisonment, and I don't want to do that to you, Mr.Denning." He put his hand on the bewildered guard's shoulder, and turned him away from the door to talk about how he just 'hated punishing good people'. He made a hand motion to indicate it was Alexo's time to move.

 

[Darth Vader]

Kyle Mextro sat down, starring at his drink, thinking, "Why won't anyone pick me to be their padawan...?" He ordered another drink, then sighed, "I'm never going to become The Jedi my father was...", he knew it was a sad thought, but he also knew how true it seemed to be at the time.

 

[God]

Memphis Luxo hadn't moved a muscle in two whole days, his body completely blending in with the shadows nearest the door, the only entrance besides windows in the office. Memphis had learned to look with his eyes, not with his body, and to this day, standing ready in the shadows, overlooking a rich man who had a rough history. Memphis' eyes went around the whole rectangular office, dark yet fully furnished for the professional business edge investors drooled over. Moonlight shown brightly through the 'floor-to-ceiling' windows behind the small, yet dangerous, man that sat hunched over his desk. He was mumbling, going over some notes. Even though there was considerable distance from Luxo and his client, Memphis could hear every word.

"You know, I can't concentrate with you here.." Complained the client, pushing his hair back, and letting out a deep sigh, "You're-You're throwin' off my mojo, here!" He shouted, slamming his hands on the desk in a frustrated motion. He got up, his rolling chair pushing out from under him, and straight towards the glass. It slammed off the glass, and rotated aimlessly as its master continued to speak, "I-I don't know why I bother paying for your help! I mean.. you know what? Ahg!" Memphis' client fell backwards in his seat, exasperated. Memphis turned his head, thinking off how to reply, and smiled, "You need my protection. You know you'll die without it. You've done some very bad things.. Eduardo."((Is there already a name for you guys' target? If so sorry I couldn't find it. So Eduardo is your target))
Memphis realized by speaking, he gave away his location, and he did not want his client to look to him for help, if unbeatable opponents walked in.
Memphis jumped up, not making a hint of sound as he did so. He landed on the little bulge on top of the doorway on his toes, and he pressed himself against the wall. Eduardo, the client, continued to rant on and on as Memphis decided, this spot was a good point of attack. Memphis took a deep breath, held it, and became completely still, awaiting any danger to happen to his client.

 

[Darth Vader]

Kyle noticed Memphis preparing to attack Eduardo, he knew that he didn't want some lowlife to go around killing people, so he drew his lightsabres and ran towards Memphis, "STOP! IN THE NAME OF THE JEDI! You are violating peace and I wish to give you a chance to think what your doing, or I attack you, I'd rather see both of you live, but I know your type." Kyle yelled.

 

[God]

((Dearest Darth Vader, I am not in the bar. I am in an office, protecting the man who is going to get attacked by Santoro and Co. I choose that place because I wanted there to be a little bit mroe realism to the plot, and will engage them later. For you to catch up to speed. Santoro and Co. are coming to capture somebody. Sorry for the misunderstanding))

 

[Darth Vader]

(Then why are you posting here?)

 

[God]

(( I am apart of the scene. I'm waiting for them to come up. Because they brought it from the bar ))

 

[Darth Vader]

(Lolk, remove ma post)