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[john_boon]

(From  here.)

“So … ” Boon was leaning against a lamp post, casually inspecting his nails. His shoulder rested on the metal, hand in pocket. One ankle was crossed over the other, toe resting on the ground. In fact, given the right outfit of a sharp suit and fedora hat, John fancied he’d look like something out of one of those old movies. Bogart,

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[rogersmith_bigo]

Roger sighs from his small table at the back near the window. Why does he bother to stay in any coffee shop? These days they're all set up with Wi-Fi and computers which constantly chatter at him. A few downloading porn, someone IM'ing her sister about some man she met, someone looking for an employee at Wolfram and Hart. It's his lawyer firm, but whoever this is addressed to isn't in New York. He stands up to go and finds himself facing...

[zylyn]

It always pays to stay alert. Even when the background mush of thousands of busy, rushing and fundamentally loud individuals has crept under your skin and practically driven your senses into lockdown. Normally, Zylyn only would only unshield in a public place when there was no other recourse, and is quite gratefully tuning out while Boon mutters away at the computer screen.

As a result, he only becomes aware of the unusual presence in the dimly-lit cafe when the man stands up and begins to move.

"LA Times ... " Boon reads off the computer's recent site history, "CNN ... "

Zylyn turns, eyes searching for the presence and finding ... a chest. Hm. He looks up. "Captain."

"Wolfram and Hart ... " Boon's muttering, "Wolfram and Hart ... who the hell are they when they're at home?"

"Captain." Now he's looking at the face of the extremely tall man who's just risen, wearing a thoughtful expression. This might be trouble, or might not.

[rogersmith_bigo]

Roger finds himself facing a shorter man wearing mirrored shades. He knows a fighter when he sees one. He immediately scans for surface thoughts to make certain that the man isn't belligerent. He would rather not have a fight in the middle of a crowded coffee shop.

[zylyn]

Behind him, Zylyn can hear Boon - "Whoa." At least they now have the Captain's attention.

Of more concern, however, is the distinctive touch of telepathy brushing across his mind. He's had enough encounters with Isigul and other Hobobo to recognise the touch. At first impression it seems defensive, but he strengthens his own shields in response.

They don't want trouble, at least not here. No room to move and too many innocent bystanders. Zylyn takes a half-step back, clearing a path for the other to exit if he wishes.

[nikita_q]

Niki was getting a little despondent with the search for a place that would suit what she wanted. There were places out of the city's centre which were close, but so far nothing in the area she had figured would be best, withing short distance of Central Park and with plenty of windows. Natural light was something she craved after the years of working underground and while air conditioning was unavoidable, given the pollution, she was determined to find something that was high enough, and with big enough windows and space that she could rely on natural light for the main workout area

[john_boon]

At the back of the cafe, John was pulling out a chair at the table their new acquaintance had offered. Maybe if they sat down and kept quiet, the kid at the front of the store would stop twitching.

A random thought struck him then, and on a whim he caught the eye of the blonde who'd just come in. With a wry smile, he waved toward the console that he and Zylyn had just vacated, inviting her to take it over. There was still most of their paid-for hour left on it, so someone may as well benefit.

[nikita_q]

Niki picked up the signal and nodded, giving the man a smile as she turned back to the kid who was still staring nervously at the three men. "Looks like they've finished," she said, "so don't want to waste it hey?" she added, giving the young kid a wink and turning to head over to the terminal the man had indicated. She gave him a broad smile and nod. "Thanks!"

[rogersmith_bigo]

As Roger moves towards the front of the store to get coffee for John and Zylyn, he "listens" at her computer, just to see what she's doing there.

[zylyn]

Zylyn takes the money and moves toward the front of the cafe. This seems an exorbitant amount to pay for a piece of paper, but the information they're gaining should be worth the price.

He expects Boon to join him shortly - with this in their possession they'd best be reporting back as soon as possible.

[rogersmith_bigo]

The kid up front gives him back $4 and gives him the piece of paper with no comment.

[zylyn]

A download may have been more efficient, but he's reluctant to suggest. Roger gives all the right signs of being trustworthy, but they have only just made his acquaintance.

Zylyn stands by the front desk, waiting for the others to join him.

[rogersmith_bigo]

When they come up, Roger hands him a business card, too. "Just in case," he smiles.

[nikita_q]

Niki stares at the screen, the listing of the gym equipment and their prices giving her a bit of a surprise and making her sigh in frustration. There wasn't even much point in even starting to negotiate prices with suppliers if she didn't have a place to put it all she told herself as she closed down the browser and cleared the cache of all the information.

She'd noticed the three men had ended p using another computer and it did make her wonder what they were doing, given they had handed this one to her, her wariness prickling a little. Picking her bag up she stood and saw they were now at the front of the cafe, exchanging cards or something. Tossing her hair back over her shoulder she put her sunglasses up on her head and started making her way forward. The least she could do was thank the cute one who'd given her the computer in the first place.

[rogersmith_bigo]

Roger notes that she's coming their way and smiles.

[john_boon]

John nods, giving her a smile. "Enough time to get what you needed?"

[nikita_q]

"Yes, thank you," she smiles. "Well, not exactly what I needed, but at least I cleared some emails." She looks from John to the other two and back again. "I didn't realise you still needed it, you should have said something."