Just before the two left, Killian had assured them that the Diginet vault was set up for Brooklyn and gave them what he could find on the star. They had walked a few blocks, planning to head back up to the upper level to that bar for the night. Going down to the undercity, which is what Sebastian fully planned to do, while tired would do nothing for them except get them into an early grave. As they were approaching the elevator, Brooklyn stopped him and mentioned his face. "Eh, to be honest, I agree. It's more natural...so to speak, but while I would love to take this mask off, I can't...Put yourself into the place of a Negotiator. Provided you didn't know who they were or their intentions, if somebody came up to you, half of his face gone and the half that remained looking like it got put into the turbines of a class 4 destroyer, and said that you had to help him to save the world, what would you do?" "I never said you shouldn't wear it. Keeping up appearances is important. I only said it doesn't suit you," she sighed and didn't look at him. "To be fair, skin tight clothing doesn't suit you either." "And yet here we are. You with that face and me with this shirt," the corner of her mouth tipped up ever so slightly. "If there were fashion police, we'd be arrested." "If there were fashion police I'd probably care more." "Who says that Gabe isn't fashion police? Have you seen that ponytail? One word. "Fabulous." " As they stood and discussed, Gabe and Anna joined them, having finally tracked them down after being told where to go by Killian. Brooklyn snorted and then blushed when they ran into the others hoping to all the forces in the universe they hadn't heard that. Gabe simply raised an eyebrow and folded his arms as he strode toward the pair of them with Annabelle. "Hey Gabe. Brooklyn says your Ponytail is "Fabulous." And she did so with a lot of flambuoyancy" "Jealousy," he said in a gruff tone, "Did you find out anything about the gem?" "We have some locations to look, unfortunately, all in the undercity. We'll head down in the morning." "Why are we waiting?" he grumbled, "The sooner we leave this damned place the better." "Do you want to face the worst that the world has to offer while tired? One bite and I'll put a bullet in your head to save you the excruciating pain." "Hmph, don't worry I'll extend the same courtesy to you. Fine. We'll rest. Will the lizard be coming with us in the morning?"

"Yep. What the hell crawled up your ass today? Did Anna try to assault you?" "Sebastian," Brooklyn chided him and smacked his arm lightly. Gabe looked at his employer with a gaze that seemed to ask if she would stand for this. She didn't say anything, just stared ahead. Something was eating at her and Sebastian's comment didn't phase her. The mercenary breathed deeply and squared his shoulders. Questions pulled at him but he had learned in these situations questions could be more than unwelcome and dangerous to boot. "I don't trust easily, prosthetic," he said clearly and then focused on the road ahead once more. "I have a name, Human. I'd prefer you used it instead of using designations." "Fine, Sebastian," he shrugged.

Heading into the elevator, they went back up to the surface and made their way to the docking bay again. Sebastian split up from the group for a moment to check on the dragons, only to find them sleeping off a long day of flying. He went back to join the others in the Darkwater Lounge. [url=http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/64885]The lounge[/url] was a peaceful place, popular in the city for it's unique styling and decor, aquariams decorated the oak walls, illuminating the entire lounge in a dark blue glow, just bright enough to walk without tripping every three seconds. Lounge chairs and tables decorated the room, several of which were modern corner couches. Across the room from the entrance was the WELL stocked bar with a wall full of exotic drinks of all types. Shalizar sat at the bar, talking to the black haired, green eyed, skinny girl with a thin, but beautiful face. There weren't that many customers that evening so she could relax and speak to an old friend. The group approached the bar, Sebastian coming by Shalizar to let him know what was happening while Brooklyn spoke to the bartender about getting some rooms. Unfortunately only two were available and they had to share. Due to the discussion earlier, it was obvious who would be sharing a room with who.