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As the bar cleared out, Alex raised her head and looked towards the table. Yep, couldn't be more obvious that they were out of place, and it wasn't too much of a leap for anyone to guess that they were runners. Maybe they wouldn't be too suited to the subtle approach - she'd have to keep it in mind. On the plus side, there didn't seem to be anyone left in here that wasn't involved one way or another, so she decided it'd be okay to head over, approaching the others with a soft smile. 

[color=goldenrod]"So, this'll be our crew. I guess 'inconspicuous' is out of the window."[/color]

She didn't bother trying to look closed-off. If anything, she was careful to make herself look a little too friendly and unguarded; a calculated vulnerability. Better that they underestimated her, really, until she knew she could trust them. Not that she cared about their goals in the first place, but maybe it'd be interesting one way or another.

But then, so were a lot of things. Looking over the group, there was a hint of amusement in her expression, as though she was in on a joke that none of them knew about. After assessing them, she walked around the table and nodded to the orc. [color=goldenrod]"I don't suppose you've got any background on his security detail? Names, families, history... anything that could be relevant. That, and I'd like to know when and how we're leaving."[/color]

It would be a bad idea to have their faces known to Feuersturm's people without some sort of leverage. Alex doubted that they would have done detailed research on his employees, but most people had a skeleton or two in their closet. And if somehow they didn't, she could always find some other way to twist things. There was a hint of excitement at the back of her mind, but it didn't show on her face. This part was interesting, watching the events unfold. Dangerous, certainly, but she was along for the ride.

Part of her was curious as to what was on the chip, but asking too many questions was an easy way to annoy a client. Not worth the confrontation, since she'd get no real information on it either way.

Waiting for an answer, she finally lowered her hood, revealing firstly exactly how young she looked and secondly at least her scars - only really notable in this group because the young woman had obviously never seen a battlefield. It wasn't as though she was the only one here with a mark, though, the woman with the eyepatch being one example. Unusual. Stood out. And the elf was more machine than flesh. The other two still stood out a little, but at least seemed a little more subtle. In comparison to her companions, Alex looked anything but battle-hardened. Which was good, really. She doubted she'd register as a threat to any enemies they faced.

Anything that meant bullets weren't coming here way was always a positive.

Still, she felt a little relieved to be done hiding her face. Even faking insecurity got on her nerves, not that the idea wasn't convenient. [color=goldenrod]"As for the rest of you, if anyone needs a place to sleep I've got room free of charge."[/color] There was an ulterior motive there; Alex wanted a chance to try and assess the people she was working with. But a free room with guaranteed safety would be a good offer either way, considering she didn't exactly present a physical threat to anyone.

Besides, who knew? These people might actually be interesting.