Order felt a bit of relief when Scorn showed up sooner rather than later. As she began to speak and lay out her plans Order raised a brow skeptically but she had to at least humor the chance for a lower body count. Scorns rather aloof nature leaves Order also acting a bit more hospitable than she normally would with someone of Scorn's history. 

"yes yes, I am paying attention but may I ask you to pick a form of insanity and keep too it. I had thought you a madwoman killing and maiming anyone whom you disagreed with. Yet here today you aided with the dispatching of a rogue. If this was a ruse to get me to listen to you, I must say it shows more intellect than I thought you capable of. So rather than think you the mastermind I know you can not possibly be, I will listen as you some how convince me that the slaughter of the masses that you and your cohorts have done in the past was all part of an action to bring about a lasting order."

Orders posture relaxed into that of a "Sass'd" Student from her normal commanding presence. "Forgive me, I am rather tired and would like to avoid you attacking me. I totally would not see it coming." Her joke is lost on those who don't know, but she cant help but smile at her own lameness.

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"Chirp"

A BMW M5 with what looks to be a nice brass finish parked at a parking deck near a local conduit friendly bar. The owner dressed in a rather clean suit, once again with the strange off colored cufflinks and buttons. His phone also maintained his rather gaudy motif, upon it screen had the location of a bar and a photo of a young blonde girl.

"A sister of Scorn, poetic when you say it out loud."

The man memorized the photo and the name before placing the phone in the inner pocket of his suit jacket. As he stepped inside the man looked around the bar and looked about. "What a wonderful place to spend my afternoon." Though the words had sounded sincere his rather lopsided brow betrayed his obvious irritation in the matter. 

He walked over to the bar hoping to find a barkeep that would know both information on the girl and also how to make a seven and seven proper. The barkeep however seemed to be away from his station though, normally this offense would definitely cost them the tip, but since the man was forced to look about for him it made him find his target far sooner than he had hoped. 

As Zeke walked by the man asked if he could make a 7&7 to the table where he just sat the fine young woman. Zeke seemed hesitant but had no reason to suspect anything...Hesitantly he agreed but looked over at Kiera somewhat apologetically. 

The man stepped up to her table and gestured if he may take the seat. 

"Hello, I am led to believe that you are Kiera Drogoth. My name is Miguel Smith. I am a Federal investigator looking into your sister." He pulls out a badge and places it on the table in front of the girl. He stepped back making sure to remain standing as the girl had not given him permission as of yet. "I am hoping you wouldn't mind if I asked you a few question."