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[h2][b]MADDOX DELANEY[/b][/h2]
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[b]Location: [/b]Pizza joint [b]Conversing with: [/b]Mikkish, Naoko [b]Special Skills: [/b]Smuggling, Dealing
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She was quite surprised when the Asian boy snapped at her and Mikkish. In her mind she’d came up with a lot of retorts to his yelling, but decided not to. She didn’t care about the people staring at them, but one scene was enough for now. Besides, she wasn’t going to embarrass herself in front of the café like the Asian did. Maddox simply stared at the looks and waved them off. 


“Must be a sore loser.” she simply said to Mikkish when he spoke about their ‘evil plan’. She didn’t really care for the boy. If he was going to be annoyed by some simple questions - granted, it was to get him caught of guard, which worked a little, just not in the way she wanted -, she didn’t want anything to do with him. Or Mikkish for that matter, but when he’d asked her to tag along she nodded, taking another bite of her quiche before standing up and leaving what was left on her plate. When she went to grab some money, Mikkish already walked away. With a quick move she threw down some money - not tipping her obnoxious waitress -, and quickly caught up with Mikkish. 


“From what I’ve seen, this city has yet to offer something different. It just seems like a normal city but without pests, and guns apparently…” She said, remembering how alarmed the people looked when Mikkish and his friend held out their guns. There may or may not be pests here, but did no one have a gun? Surely there was at least some level of criminal activity? All these questions made her almost forget what they were doing here in the first place. Attending a ‘magic’ school. It was weird, the way the company handled things. Letting everyone roam free, not keeping tabs on them. Or maybe they did.



“Hey,” She began. “Do you think we have trackers on us?” It wouldn’t surprise her, but they should have notified them if they did. She hadn’t really checked for them - before now the thought hadn’t even occurred to her -. Even without the conformation of her speculation, she still thought she should have know better. Questioned things earlier. She knew it was hardly any use. Mikkish wouldn’t have any answers and Richard was no where to be seen. Besides, there was no reason to trust him. No reason to be wary of him either, but that wasn’t enough for her to simply ask him any question she had.