[center][h1][color=686F91]Lucas Walsh[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=686F91]Location:[/color][/b] Safe House[/center][hr]

Lucas started to think as he watched her, scratching at his chin as she made her point, they'd need to start somewhere if they wanted to figure things out, they couldn't just sit around in the safe house and hope things blew over. He couldn't help but smile as she insisted on coming with him, chuckling quietly as he shook his head. As much as Lucas would've liked to keep her there while he went out, just to ensure her safety, she was getting better, and he knew she was more than capable of holding her own, so he would just have to accept her coming with him as he nodded.

[b][color=686F91]"We could start with the UN building, there might be something to find if we head back, pretty easy for the cops to look over something the two of us might notice in the rubble?"[/color][/b] He shrugged, to be honest Lucas didn't have the slightest idea where it would be best to start, this was simply the best idea which came to mind as he watched her, crossing his arms over his chest idly as he waited to see if she had any other suggestions.

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[center][h1][color=236672]Scott Fairburne[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=236672]Location:[/color][/b]AfterDark[/center][hr]

Chuckling at her response, Scott shrugged his shoulders, glancing up the bar for a moment before looking down toward Zoie, a coy smile on his face as he kept cleaning his glass, letting his charms out for a whirl as was somewhat customary on a night that the bartender was feeling good. [b][color=236672]"Pardon me for sayin' Miss Crawford, but my eyes're picking up some decent ladies right now."[/color][/b] He winked toward her with a chuckle, though her meaning was not lost on him, not completely. The kind of women in the deadlight district, regardless of their looks, weren't usually the softest and most innocent you'd find.

His eyes drifted over to the office door as it shut, Scott's gaze lingering on it for a moment or two before he turned back to Zoie and kept his smile, setting down the glass in his hand and picking up another to go through the same routine, idly continuing the conversation as he waited for her response.