"Thank you very much Kiera. This is the part where I ask you to join the Vanguard, only to have you refuse. You have no idea how much your rejections way on my soul." Ash said, taking a sip of his drink. Delicious, as usual. God damn, she was a good barista. "I'll probably stop bringing recruitment up soon, as it has proven fruitless so far. But with that psycho bitch Scorn causing all that ruckus a couple months back, the government has been on my ass about catching her. Yet they offer not a lick of help when my men get attacked Syndicate,saying that they don't have the clearance or some other bullshit like that. Fucking bastards, the lot of 'em." Ash sighed, finishing off the rest of his drink in a big gulp, before tossing it easily into a near by trash can. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two things, his wallet and a pack of cigarettes. 

He opened the pack and took one out, lighting it with a small flame from his finger, then took a deep draw. He held it in for a little bit, then breathed out towards the ceiling. As the smoke rose, it slowly formed into little shapes, such as rings, spheres, and pyramids, before they dispersed upon contact with the ceiling. After taking another drag, Ash turned to address Eli, another Curdan Cay inmate. He didn't know him as well, having only talked to him a couple times during incarceration, but he seemed like an okay guy. "How are you doing, Eli, life going on okay for you? Anything exciting going on that you want us to know."