Thorin glanced up at the shabby apartment complex and the several others situated closely by to it. There was nothing out of the ordinary, nothing that made him look up more than just the once. Moving through the apartment hallways he heard several very questionable noises for first thing in the morning, at least noises that he wouldn’t be wanting to make quite so early. As he neared their particular apartment a door in front of him opened up and a half rotted looking orc poked his head out before noticing Thorin and hurriedly slamming the door once more shut. Thorin didn’t want to guess what you had to shoot yourself up with to make bits of you start rotting and dropping off whilst you still walked around, but it could barely be worth whatever buzz or high you gained in the process. 

The door to their little slice of this haven opened and he waltzed in he nodded in greeting to the others as he removed his sunglasses and glanced around. Lei Ne was sat at what would likely pass as their planning table, the only free space large enough to serve such a purpose. Red was only a short way beside her, the woman not looking quite as bad as he felt after the previous evenings events. The rigger was skulking at the edge of the artificial light, obviously preferring the darkness so having had set himself up in one of the few small side-rooms. That left quicksilver, the street samurai having clearly arrived a few moments before him, his helmet removed and what seemed like a grin on his face. 

Thorin simply moved over to a free counter and began dumping the things he had brought with him and sorting through them. Food, alcohol and cigarettes he placed in a lower storage compartment built into the counter. His weapons he lay on the counter as he began to make sure they were all in fully functioning order, loading and unloading each of them and testing each moving part. As he did he occasionally looked over at the others, it seemed that Red was asking about the others, Thovren and Lei Ne. He listened as the rigger explained why he was hidden away, something about being allergic to the light. That had to make things more than a little difficult, he though ideally as he finished each of the checks he had wanted to. He turned to face the others as he leant against the counter before he lit up another cigarette, ready when the others were to get the specifics of their plan all figured out. Just that little mage fellow left to arrive, he mused as he waited.