"No zank you Aces."

Victor smiled at Aimee, declining the cigarette as she lit up. The contrast between the two was almost a solid wall. It looked partially like Victor was some uptight rich boy looking for a wild fling. The German remembered the woman though. Hard not to, with the energy of a rabid squirrel, but she was a maestro with vehicles. He drained the last of his coffee, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief produced from his coat pocket as he set the book down. As he looked up, he already found the woman wandering off. A small smile as he watched her sit back down at another table, pull out the sketchbook, and begin drawing idly. Victor chose to remain in his seat though, watching the others quietly. Everyone began to filter out, leaving only the Butei agents and the Barista.
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The German didn't know he would be working with Batman. As Robin removed his disguise, Victor couldn't help but tap his chin in slight amusement. The disguise hadn't been necessary, though it was certainly theatrical. That would explain a lot of what he heard about Robin through the academy. He studied the profiles that flitted by on the holographic projection. He didn't really need to, he probably could just request a lot more information from Dagula about his team mates but then, there wasn't any current reason to do so and would probably breed distrust if he went snooping behind their backs.

Not that they would ever know.

Introductions came next. Competent all around, to be sure, if a bit...bombastic. Robin seemed very dramatic and keen to use heavy explosives. Possibly to get the entire team involved. The German was more amused that they had to strike a deal with the criminals, but he wasn't team leader. Sloan seemed friendly and worried about what the others thought of him. Understandable, with a bloodline like his and the reputation the agents at Dagula had. The Assault butei all seemed suitably trigger happy. That was good, it meant during missions the enemy would focus on them more and Victor less. He waited for the sniper to finish speaking before raising a hand from his table, still not joining the large circle of people in the center. He gave a warm smile. No reason to sugar coat the truth, it's not like anyone here would shy away from killing.

"Ja, I am Victor, Arzt to most. I am Dagula, specializing in vetvork und silensing. I am also doktor, so you could consider me a field medic as vell, zere is pretty much no injury I cannot fix und I can help wiz any medical concerns. I vill not be on ze front too often, but behind ze enemy lines. If you have a target giving you hard time, simply tell me. I vill silence zem. I also, much like Mister Black, am information gatherer. It is a pleasure to meet you all und I look forward to vorking with you."

He smiled, then raised a finger as if he forgot something, folding one leg over the other.

"Oh, und I am very gut at massages, so if your muscles hurt after missions, I can help!"