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The beer smoothely soothed him as it made it's way down his throat, the golden nectar an always welcome part of the day. The usually bustling Flying Lotus was empty apart from Sully and his now empty glass. He placed it onto the bar and watched as the mechanised arm of the automated bar attendent took it away for cleaning. The screen on the bar in front of him illuminated with a silly question, 'Would you like another?' Sully laughed to himself, [i][color=ff5555]'What do you think?'[/color][/i] he thought. He moved to press the button for a refill before being interrupted by the return of Miguel.

[color=9e0039]"I apologize deeply for the delay. I am all yours, what may I do?"[/color]

Turning his head Sully saw Miguel smiling at him, he returned in kind giving a smile of his own. He tapped the refill button and ordered one additional for Miguel. He watched as the automated arm filled each pint to perfection, placing them in front of each of the men.

[color=ff5555]"You don't need to apologise Miguel...I mean Jesus...we've known each other long enough. Just get that in you."[/color] Picking up his own glass Connor gestured towards Miguel's before taking a deep gulp, wiping the white foam from his upper lip when finished. He wasn't one to savour his beer, he could drink enough that he didn't need to gently nurse it. He turned to speak to Miguel but was again interrupted, this time it was Marcus.
 
[color=olivedrab]"Sully, the surveillance team has said that they had someone called Garland flag up at a northern checkpoint. Details beyond that are pretty vague. He has no fixed address and used to work for some corporation who let him and a bunch of other guys go."[/color]

While the news was somewhat good, the lack of details on a fixed address for the man meant it would be nigh impossible to track him. The northern sector of Korven was inhabited to a level much like New Osaka but it was effectively a no mans land for The Unseen and The Kings. Both gangs used it as a buffer zone to keep themselves at a safe distance from each other, with only the occassional skirmish occuring. What this meant was that even knowing Garland was there, they wouldn't have any way in which to find him. If he was a New Osaka resident the process would have been easy given their heavy, off the grid surveillance system. It was too easy for skilled people to manipulate video footage to suit their own needs and so when Kazuo was setting up the CCTV of the district, he put it all into it's own private network. No part of it is connected to any external network or system and each piece of equipment is tamper proof, instantly cutting it from the surveillance system at any hint of tampering. This has meant that the corporations, no matter how much they want to, have no visual link to what goes on within New Osaka.

[color=ff5555]"That really isn't ideal is it."[/color] Sully paused briefly, scratching at his facial hair. His eyes then widened as he remembered someone who had helped them in the northern sector previously. [color=ff5555]"Marcus do you remember Ret?"[/color] Marcus took a few seconds to think before the mans face returned to his mind, nodding to Sully in recognition. [color=ff5555]"Get on the phone to him now and ask him to pay us a visit. He will be able to help us."[/color] Marcus nodded once more before turning and walking away.

Back at the bar Sully returned to his pint and Miguel. [color=ff5555]"So how are you doing Miguel? Do you think you are ready for a trip to the northern sector?"[/color] There was every chance the trip could be problem free but on the flip side, there was every chance it could go bad very quickly. He just wanted to make sure Miguel knew what he was getting involved in.[hr]Away from the bar Marcus scrolled his phone and found the rather unique name of Ret, giving it a call. When the ringing stopped Marcus gave the person on the other end no chance to speak. 

[color=olivedrab]"This is Marcus with the Unseen, Sully wants to see you at The Flying Lotus...now."[/color] Marcus put the phone down without hearing the voice on the other end, simply getting his point across. He wasn't a fan of 'outsourcing' work to those outside of the gang and often treated those people with contempt. He would rather march the entirety of The Unseen into the northern district and risk all out war with The Kings instead of using Ret. That was why Sully was his superior and why he would never one day lead the gang himself. 

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