[b][h3][color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color][/h3]
Mission Assignment: On Cloud Nine
Location: N-Train[/b]

Quinton absent-mindedly watched as an interesting series of events unfolded. At first, a strange snake-twig wandered in clutching an SMG, saying little more than the hero names of his companions along with an agreement to [color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color]'s rather basic plan. [color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color] raised an eyebrow at the beast and eyed its SMG. A cheeky grin grew on his face as Quinton decided, [color=royalblue][i]I'll call him... Snakey. Wonder if that'll get a rise out of him.[/i][/color]

Yet before Quinton could test Snakey's boundaries, what could best be described as a 'Disney Princess' dropped from the ceiling, setting off Vampy's alarm system whilst somehow simultaneously occurring with some dude entered, coughed his lungs halfway out, and then promptly left. Instead of jumping to his feet,[color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color] instead chose to begin taking a slow, long, enormous drag on his vape, considering the situation, [color=royalblue][i]So we got a Disney Princess who thinks she's a bad ass too, eh? Interesting. I get the feeling she abuses those looks...[/i][/color]

Vampy apparently had a stutter, a fact [color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color] found semi-interesting, [color=royalblue][i]Wonder what else he's hiding?[/i][/color] Even more interesting was the fact that blondie decided to sit [i]next[/i] to Vampy, literally close enough that they were almost touching. Quinton's eyes narrowed ever-so-slightly as his grin turned upwards more. Vampy's sly little flirtatious joke pushed the grin to new heights, and then his nerd-vomitting all over Disney Princess finally forced [color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color] to exhale an enormous plume of strawberry-scented fumes that filled the car.

A deep laugh began to rumble in [color=red]BL[/color][color=white]I[/color][color=blue]TZ[/color]'s chest as he slapped his stomach and bellowed, [color=royalblue]"Ha ha! I didn't know I was going to be third wheel on this [i]date[/i]! I would've come better dressed!"[/color] Quinton motioned through the smoke towards the serpentine-feeling man, [color=royalblue]"Maybe more like Snakey over here."[/color]

Finally, his laughter died as Quinton drew a deep breath, pulling a substantial portion of the smoke in the room into his lungs before slowly exhaling it again. Slapping his knee this time, he sighed pleasantly with nearly closed eyes, [color=royalblue]"Ah, that was good..."[/color]