[center][color=a0410d][b]Eadoin Kyros[/b][/color][/center]

Eadoin hadn't really moved his body, only his head as the fellow he had been with, Casimir, entered along with the Dwarf Vrarok both entered. He listened to Kaidan Malcador's speech while leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and silently thinking over the information being presented.

Jailbreaks were not Eadoin's speciality, but then whose were they necessarily? If this man Powell was valuable to Malcador and the Resistance, then by hell or high water, they'd bust him out of jail. Hopefully without tripping any alarms or notifying the Asgardians, but obviously getting this guy out alive was the priority. 

Before he thought any further, he then decided that it was best not to go in depth on the plans for Mr. Powell's jailbreak until he'd gotten a read on who he'd be working with along with their other contacts.

In terms of Kaidan's upper echelons, the ones that least concerned him were Kaidan's second Oscar Berrick and the stunning Selene. Berrick struck Eadoin as something akin to a solid and true foot soldier of the movement, likely why he was so close to Kaidan. You didn't get into a position that close in such a partnership with such a man unless you had went through a great deal to earn his trust. He'd have to ask how he knew Kaidan at some point.

Selene, even though Kaidan had told them the least about her, didn't frighten or worry Eadoin. He suspected she may have Tan'Raga ties of some discreption, for they were the ones he knew who knew everything worth knowing in Tyberia, and charging for the privilege of knowing. If they didn't know something, they were either working towards knowing it, or had judged such information to have no value to them. Eadoin was comfortable with the Tan'Raga, since they were his former employers, and selfish and opportunistic as they were, most of them were not too unpleasant to work for despite public hysteria around organized crime. If she wasn't attached to them, then he wasn't sure what to make think of her though . . .

He didn't like how nervous the Accountant Lyle was, the nobleman's demeanour reminded him of that of several different snitches he'd been given the mark by the Tan'Raga on different occasions prior to the occupation. Though at the same time, he was likely nervous from being left out of the loop. If Kaidan was as savvy as Eadoin suspected, and Lyle was meant as one of their clean frontmen, then it would behoove Kaidan not to have told him much. The problem with that being that someone with a strict and regimented schedule or lifestyle such as an accountant or noble could become flabbergasted at unexpected turns of events. At this stage, it was likely the latter, but all the same he made a mental note to keep an eye on the man in the future . . . and to currently make use of his liquor cabinet.

Thus, leaving his pack against the wall, Eadoin strode over to a tall cabinet of various liqours all neatly arranged with glasses and a small lid-covered bucket of ice with ice tongs laid out for a person to set themselves up with a drink. He spoke to the room as he browsed the selection.

[color=a0410d]"Well, you heard the man, let's get acquainted. Though before I get to introducing myself, I think everyone, myself included, who is currently out of the loop here would like to know what exactly a young man with features I cannot help but notice resemble those of a now even more well-known General and occupier, is here?"[/color]

Eadoin ended this question by looking directly over at the seated young man who had stepped past him and the Casimir fellow at the door.