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Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He gritted his teeth again as he heard Marc's disappointed and slightly angry response. At least that was what Felix took it as. He rubbed the temples of his head as he put his head in his hands before seeing the sad smile from Riley and quickly gatherting up what was being said. This organisation was using her. At least Marc wasn't grilling him for solutions now. Now he had an idea on how to get himself involved. How to actually help out.

After all. That's all he was. A writer. He wasn't an agent or a rockstar, both of which had survived a serial killing. he was a writer well off from a rich family back in germany, getting himself involved when he could just go home and sip on champagne all day. But that. That would be boring.

"Is there anywhere safe you can hide Marc and yourself?" He asked with a quizzical expression. "I know I'm not the most trusted person in this room, however..." He nodded. "If you need someone to be a distraction with the guns, whilst you collect the other girl...I'd be happy to be of service"
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He looked at Marc for a minute, his teeth pressed together in a grin as his brain worked overtime. he wasn't the best at this when it came down to nitty gritty. He had to be home, with his typewriter, with his lighting, with his food. This wasn't his circumstances to work in. He flexed his hand before letting out a small sigh of relief.

"You said it yourself...you're not gonna believe me" He chuckled a little and looked around the room, before Riley had returned, and if she had, he didn't notice her.

"From what I can gather..." This was bad he wasn't ready yet. "This Lawson...he was ready to do an all out shoot out with this arms dealer, presumably connected to Juno....or maybe someone else. I myself was doing some research recently." he smirked "Ever heard of Queensguard? heard the head of that company's been getting involved. Curious that all this has been going down at once"
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He grinned watching them handle the guns before clicking his tongue glancing out of her window. This was getting boring. He needed to go to that exchange, chances were there was something big there, and he wanted to get to the bottom of it as soon as possible for something juicy to write about.

With a sigh he began to pace and listened to marc with a neutral smile plastered on his face as he weighed up his options on what to do. He probably had a plan so it would be best to check in. "Well for starters it wouldn't be my first rodeo, my late brother left some notes on how to handle those type of deals." he let those words lie with a small chuckle "But for now Marc, what are our moves? I don't fancy the idea of being cooped up in here all day"
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He reached over and admired the firearms with curiosity, remembering some misadventures during the last trilogy he published. Having to deal with the darker side of the streets, firearms were destructive to most places. gunshots were hard to describe untl you got into the harsh metaphors the readers enjoyed. It was a gamble with most of the readers but it usually paid.

He observed the other two's reactions and rubbed the back of his neck with a deep exhale and grinned at her. "There's 3 of us right...two of us attend the arms trade with most of the weaponry, the other one can just observe the situation till it gets heated enough and blam, we have them in a corner they can't escape"

He grinned like a proud kid with a drawing he just did as he looked to Marc and then back to Riley "Or of course, we can dispose of the guns"
I'll be posting tomorrow! really need to sleep before I post again
@Dragoknighte That was a mistake on my part thanks for pointing it out I didn't notice xD

And he's never gotten to a 4th...yet
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


Watched Marc admire the gun for a bit, mesmerised by the idea of gun runners. There were so many ideas in this room alone for chapters in his novel. Maybe he'd have to extend his novel into a whole series with all the little snippets of information all pointing to one plot. A new trilogy for him to base his fame off of! Perfect! He smirked and took a look at the guns, his mind racing with possibilities.

"This symbol is a common occurence hm? I did go to the derby but I never saw such a symbol, if you wouldn't mind Marc." He took out his notebook and sketched the symbol before pocketting the book and grinning.

"I'm not a mind reader but I can tell...we're not calling the police are we Marc? We're attending this little throw down aren't we?"
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


Felix went through the kitchen, his first point of investigation was the stove. Eventually he made his way around the room, eventually opening up the cabinets. A first few tries and he found nothing. He let out a sigh as he kneeled down and opened up another cabinet. He sung it open and grinned, a bit of nostalgia waving over him.

He picked up the Nintendo branded cereal box to observe the mario and Link designs on the box. He grinned as he opened it up, feeling that it was a bit too heavy to just have cereal in it. But he wouldn't be angry if it was just ridiculously heavy cereal. With a soft chuckle as he registered what Riley had said to him he opened up the box and extracted the contents. Lots of folders, papers about the victims and files on Gretchen and Clemins with something about Cameron White. He took a peek at the files before turning to the vacation letter.

A letter about a vacation? And then, he was dead. An eternal vacation that was for sure. He walked back in and looked to Marc and Riley with a grin. "bad luck you said? hehe look what i found" He out the files and the box on the desk and showed marc the vacation letter. "For you apparently"
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He looked over to Riley to see her extract the envelope. With a smirk he nodded in approval of her findings. He was glad he was with this group of the agent and the rockstar. It was a good combination for him. he appreciated the mix that was for sure but he could tell a rogue writer wouldn't be needed for long. Not if he didn't show what he was good with. Find a clue. Gain their trust. That's what he had to do. And with a grin he walked out the bathroom.

"I'll give the kitchen a look over! See if he has any food that i can salvage. Ahaha no I'm joking, I'm actually looking for clues" He did a mock wave and wandered into the kitchen, casually opening cupboards and drawers. scanning them with his eyes as he searched desperately for a clue.

He even opened up the microwave and the oven, whatever the man had he would open it up and search. If he couldn't find a clue was he any better than the rockstar?
Felix Hausten


Location: Classic Building


He took a minute to look around the apartment with the other two, tapping a finger onto his chin as he considered their options. It looked like a dead end to be honest. He looked over the other two only offering Riley a smirk in return to her and nodding to her in agreement. Focus. He had to focus before he got caught out.

"Interesting squalor" he muttered as he made his way into the man's bathroom, giving it a quick survey in case there were laptops thrown in baths and whatnot.
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