The sound of his sleek black shoes making a nice clean 'clack' against the sidewalks seament, he approched the man standing in the said meeting point. This man must be his new partner. Making his way to the red head, whom was looking the other direction... while fixing the position of his sunglasses, Rude cleared his throat to draw attention to his presents. "You must be Reno?"
Whistling interrupted by a coughing sound, he turned his head, eyebrows raised at the new arrival. Looking him over from head to toe, Reno smiled slyly. Well, this guy definitely seemed to fit the job of Security personnel, especially with those way cool and so very impersonal yet professional looking sunglasses. Pushing from the wall to face the man, he brought his hand to his brow in a kind of salute. "That'd be me, yo! I take it you're Rude, right? Good to see they didn't partner me up with an oldie, eheh. So," he sidled over to Rude, casually placing an arm around his shoulder, "Whaddya do for fun? The bars ain't open 'til later, so drinking's a nono... Which means I'm outta ideas. Unless there's a strip club somewhere. Doubt it, though."
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This man must be his new partner.
Making his way to the red head, whom was looking the other direction...
while fixing the position of his sunglasses, Rude cleared his throat to draw attention to his presents.
"You must be Reno?"
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