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>>Vika, at the Old Starboard [@PrinceAlexus]
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His [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ba7mB8oueCY&list=RDba7mB8oueCY&start_radio=1]song[/url] was interrupted when the message came through. Looking up at the still red stop light, Ryan took out his phone and read the contents of the message. Vika's sister. Interesting. Why did she reply for Vika? Was Vika otherwise incapacitated? Why was she at a bar so late, given her current state? There were more questions that flowed in and out of Ryan's mind. One thing was certain. It would seem like he is paying the bar a visit.

Taking a look to his right, making sure he was not going to be hit by a distracted driver rumbling down the street, Ryan pushed off with his Vespa and made his way towards the bar. On his way there, one more thought entered his mind. [color=00aeef]"So. Mari is there. I wonder if the rest of her family is there as well, having bought out the bar for the night and is going to question me thoroughly, old mafia style..."[/color] Honestly, the thought entertained Ryan briefly. If that is the course of action that has been decided, Ryan would face it. After all, whatever he did was already in the past and there was no going back, lest one own an otherworldly Gauntlet of some sort, created by some mad Titan somewhere...

Upon his arrival, Ryan opened his under-seat storage compartment and nestled his knife case in it as best as he could, having to somewhat force the seat shut due to the box being slightly unruly. Clipping his helmet to the under hanger, Ryan checked himself out quickly in the side mirror. Of course, he was still wearing his chef outfit. No matter now. No time to go and change. He stepping into the bar and his eyes went to the corner booth immediately.

Spotting Vika, but not Mari, Ryan took on a perplexed look as he made his way over. Along the way, his mind fluttered between utter clarity and complete chaos. What is Vika going to say to him? What is he going to say to her? He wants another kiss, a real one this time. Would Vika kill him? Is there some sort of mobster sitting near the table somewhere, ready to deliver a precise strike?

Just...what?