[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=ed1c24][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Chapter%20Two%3A%20Retribution&name=SATAM___.ttf&size=50&style_color=ed1c24[/img][hr][/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][h3][b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Sunday May 21th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Scallop] [@Nallore] [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr]	

	[@Dragoknighte] [@Pundii]- Relic chuckled a bit. "I'm always hungry, I don't know why," Relic said before leaning in a bit. "Probably burn off a lot just worrying constantly, never know when your current meal is going to be your last around here," he said before looking over at Scott. "Wonderful, a friend of Trisha's, that tells me everything I need to know." Waiting for Scott to walk off before he said anything else. Looking over at Mali he sighed. "That means he is either a gun runner, drug dealer, or imp. From the look of him I place my bet on drugs," he said before shrugging and looking around the room again. He would rather deal with a drug dealer than the other two. Leaning back in his seat he sighed, hoping that Zoie would show up soon because he wasn't going to stay there longer than it took to eat his burger once it came to the table. 

	[@Morose] [@Pudii] - "Loaded Nachos man, cheese sticks, onion rings, and huge fucking coke," Ronnie said to Scott with a big grin. "Huge, thirsty as hell." Looking over to Chloe he rose a brow and shrugged. "I think you could pull it off but the question is why would you want to take a razor to your head? I mean, if you went cue ball on one side, wouldn't you need to shave that like as much or more than you do your legs? Seems like a lot of fucking hassle and well beyond that, your red hair sticks out like a sore thumb as it is, you want to draw more attention to yourself? Or thinking of a career change?" he asked once Scott had left with the order and rested his elbows on the table and his chin in the palm of his hand. "How about me, mowhawk or nohawk?"

	[@Nallore] [@Scallop] - Marc glanced over at Riley and shook his head. [color=82ca9d]"No, I don't speak to her about Lawson anymore. Her and Kai are trying to put a lot behind them right now. Last thing she needs is to hear this after everything."[/color] Sighing he rubbed the back of his neck and leaned against the bar counter top dividing the living room and the kitchen. [color=82ca9d]"No, this isn't a toss job, this is just squaller, and completely unlike Lawson. I bunked with the man during our time over seas, and he roomed with me a while after everything went down in Grimm. The man was the cleanest Marine you had ever seen. This was depression and anger,"[/color] he said as he looked around at the empty beer bottles, torn pictures and more. Righting himself he started to scavenge through the muck for a bit, hoping to find something. His lap top, letters, a journal, something. Lawson had always been known to keep records of everything going on through his mind. It was part of what he had always done when he was younger and even more so since he returned, how he worked through things. There had to be something around there. A flash drive,s something but finding anything in this mess was going to take a bit. 

	[@Pundii] - "I think Argus will do anything it needs to do to save its ass and if that means taking out operatives, then so be it. If they can frame Juno for it at the same time, then even better for them. And Juno, well they will do whatever they can to further the desires of Juno proper," Roy said. Risa looked at him oddly as her fingers curled around Lucas's arm. [color=a187be]"Roy, what aren't you telling us?"[/color] she asked before looking up at Lucas. Roy knew a lot, too much for her liking. Granted if he was trying to kill her or Lucas, or both, he had had plenty of chances to, so she was pretty sure he was on their side. It was just that it seemed he had a lot more information than anyone else did. "Risa, I don't think you want the answer to that. Now, do you two want to head out to get answers or not?" Biting her bottom lip she looked back over to Roy and sighed. [color=a187be]"Might not want the answer but I am pretty damn sure I need it."[/color] Her free hand coming to her side and resting on her hip, her fingers tickling the grip of her pistol. 

	[@Morose] [@Sigil] - Yeah, mentioning Alicia's name isn't help you lot. People keep coming and keep firing. You manage to get inside the office. It is small and basic but the bullets don't seem to be getting through. The place is neat and orderly but it has a few homey touches. There is a picture on the desk of Alicia with Caesar, and a board of more images of her and Lorna and Caesar at various places or just chilling out. Next to one of the pictures of a card for the Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane, located in the RedLight District. The card has a name on it - Dr. Kingston, 3932 Chicago Heights. You manage to get the pressure put on the wound and most of the blood to halt for now but you gotta move and have a shit ton of people outside of the office ready to shot your heads off. Caesar would know this isn't sitting right. Alicia would never have taken a office where there was only one exit, there has to be another way out; if you can find it.