Lanius was making his way to the spot where they were to meet up. Pulling a cigarette from his pocket. He knew they were bad for your health but dammit sometimes you just gotta have something that puts your mind to ease. Lighting the deathstick, he took a long drag and slowly exhaled, enjoying the toxic smoke. The area that he was in was a pretty bad area but it was one of the few areas that wasn't under control by the New Order. Thus making it a perfect candidate for their meetup. As he walked toward the spot the current atmosphere of the area was really stressed. Like it felt really ominous, like something bad was going to happen. [i]'Well whatever happens we should be fine. I am carrying a sidearm that can help improve our odds.'[/i] He thought. During his walk he looked down an alley he passed and saw somebody getting mugged. On any other day he would stop and help but today he was on a job and couldn't risk wasting time. A few more minutes passed and he arrived at the building. Listening in he could hear someone faintly eating. "yup she's already here." He said. 

As he squeezed through the boarded up window. Inside he saw the remains of some type of store that was now a drug trash. He followed the sounds of eating. "when are you not eating?" He asked. "Anyway how are you doing?"