Maxi had, of course, heeded the mission call and got all the details. A pretty simple information gathering mission that he could be fairly lazy on and keep to himself for. He didn’t need any weapons- his mind would suffice in defending himself of any potential danger around him. His med bot could be seen as fairly suspicious, however, so he left it behind. Everyone else had left the ship before him; Maxi trailed behind last, looking around and taking in the sights as Stryker led them to the rendezvous point. 

  He didn’t head in off the bat; he spent some time looking around the vicinity, allowing the rest to trickle in first before he finally joined them. It looked as if more or less everyone had paired off and began to chat with the occupants in the bar- he took this as a queue to observe to spare himself from having to talk. Though, he did have to get a drink; he didn’t want to drink it, but he had to at least look natural. 

  A few moments later, Maxi was settled in near the back of the bar, a rather light drink in one hand that he really didn’t plan to drink. His eyes scanned over every inch of the bar behind his glasses, his perceptive power slowly turning on as he willed it to to detect any potential fatal danger that could occur. After a moment, he received Strykers instructions; observe and analyze while there was a distraction. Luckily enough, he was in a fairly good position to do so already; so he focused more on listening in to the people around him, remembering the faces, identifying the guards, and other social based interactions going on.