[Agleaca]

Angus looks around as he enters and feels a little self conscious so he removes his helmet. "Always show respect to those around you" the bosses words echo in his head. He takes the menu and thanks the waiter. Angus then notices the sign and seats him self at a table against the wall with plenty of room around it. He sets his helmet on the table and takes off his cello case propping it against the wall to his right. When a waiter comes back, he orders what ever looks the fastest, most filling meal, at a reasonable price. He eyes the restaurant for possible lines of fire and checks the stability of the table. Sometimes a table is all that keeps you alive when things go south. He then waits patiently for his meal and for the contact to show.

[schenn]

Damn, Manny works fast. Divillian smiled to himself as he shook the the cold, wet streets of Seattle off of his greatcoat. Stepping out into the alley from the temporary 'home' behind a stuffer shack, he climbs onto his scoot and drives to the meeting spot, digging into his memories from what seemed like a lifetime ago, Do I know this place?

When he arrives, he parks his bike next to the others and takes a moment to look around.

[trv123]

Looking around the room, Calico notes that the patrons consist of themselves, two middle aged couples ... and a fomorian. Playing a hunch, she slowly rises from the table. "Hold that thought." she tells Terrane, and walks over to the other, asking once more, "Pardon me, but ... I don't suppose you're here to meet Mr. Johnson?"

[zeththeadeptork]

Terrane nods and leans back to wait ,noting the Fomorian "huh must be more muscle must be a tough gig"

[Agleaca]

Angus looks up and nods "I am... Are you the Johnson? Have a seat" he motions to the other chairs. "Your comrade can come sit too if he likes." He motions for the waiter. "I'll get more appetizers. On me" He smiles back at her. "So, if your the Johnson lets talk terms, if not lets talk about, how we came to be hear. Good to know potential partner"

[trv123]

Waving for Terrane to join them and quickly verifying that the waiter notes their relocation, Calico slides into the seat across from Angus. "No, we're.... talent also. I'm Calico and that's Terrane." she said, gesturing towards the approaching minotaur.

"So, you know anything about this gig?" she asked cooly, putting all her effort into projecting an aura of professionalism rather than concern over whether one of them might decide to pitch her through a window.

[zeththeadeptork]

I'll join positioning myself for a good field of fire.“okay do we know anyone else who is supposed to be here or when our mutual friend will be here?" If this has a tight timeframe id rather them hurry up so we can start planning"  I'll order another tea and look around keeping an eye out for trouble.

[Agleaca]

I shrug my shoulders. "I didn't even get the name Mr. Johnson. But given that its good for my boss its likely syndicate related" He looks up and to the left then thinking out loud. "Maybe something to do with the triad feud?"

[zeththeadeptork]

triad? Okay well I don't know a damned thing about the triad but i'm game now where is Mr. J?

[VegasRigged]

@Div
Street is a bit loud but not crowded, interior as mentioned, the main thing you notice is the two trolls and the tiny human girl. They are either the rest of your team or a worrisome porno waiting to happen.

@all
It's now three minutes past the time of the meet and no sign of mr Johnson.

The tea is above avarage, though with all the cheap soy much is lost on the pallets of a couple shadowrunners. The food menu only has one option for dinner, named simply chef special. I few appetizers such as rice, spring rolls and broth are also available.

[zeththeadeptork]

"Hmm He's late, usually J's aren't late. Terrane slowly starts to coil as if expecting trouble he puts his mask on. He even more intensely watches all areas of potential egress.

[trv123]

Seeing Terrane's unease and deciding that a little caution might not be the worst idea in the world, Calico surreptitiously casts a spell to bolster her situational awareness, and then orders the chef's special.

[spoiler]F1 combat sense w/edge[/spoiler]

[schenn]

Divillian takes a moment to examine his scooter, noticing some dirt he wipes it off, then immediately wipes it onto the nicest looking bike nearby. That's better he laughs to himself as he turns and walks inside, removing his hat and transitioning his glasses out of sunglass mode. When he notices the porno, err, group of nondescript customers enjoying a fine meal together while watching the door like paranoid hawks he comes over holding out his hand, smiling. Hoi Chummers, any word from the master of ceremonies?

[Gespenst]

Rain spattered on the windshield with a steady rhythm off  the Gopher's windshield, as Gespenst pulled into the oddly close parking space. Es ist gutes Vorzen A good omen. Gespenst thought to himself as he lit up the cigar he had purchased en-route  with it's necessary ignition device. He checked the magazine in his Predator V and ducked out of the truck to stroll across the avenue working his way thorough traffic that slithered along at a snails pace.

Coming to the front of white and red building chased with dragon arrows. He stopped a moment to enjoy the tranquil atmosphere  that the owner was trying to create for his customers. He flagged down a passing waitress with a ]"Verzeihen Sie, Fräulein!" his head wreathed in smoke and shadow from the leather hat. Noticing that he was indoors, he quickly took it off his head with his left hand while pulling a 20 ¥ note from his pocket. Could you er... direct me to Herr Johnson? I have a meeting. The pretty elf woman pointed at a table on the far side of the room with a couple rather large trolls seated around it. Gepsenst nodded, ordered an Oolong tea, and left with a "Danke!" [/color]and a 20 ¥ tip.

Gutten Abend!Gespesnt announced himself and sat down the table with the trogs helping himself to some tea cookies.

[zeththeadeptork]

Noticing more coming to join the group Terrane  removed his mask and slightly relaxes"so maybe J is waiting to show just when everyone is assembled assuming those two are with us.