The Meeting (Closed to Doc, Elena Vexus and Wally.)

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Nightkill sat waiting in an Indian restaurant. It was a neutral ground, and the place where the representative of the strange organization known as Project Perfection would come to meet him.

He was generally unaware of the man he would be meeting, but he had brought two guards just in case. These guards were Sean O'day, and Elena Vexus. Elena and Sean were powerful, and therefore here with him. Elena herself would have been fine, but he had heard rumors that this man, whoever he was, could control magnetism.

Remembering his rather unpleasant encounters with Ferrum which involved him doing a tap dance for no reason other than to satisfy the sick urges of the man, Nightkill brought along Sean to help fight the representative of Project Perfection if it would be needed. Elena Vexus and Nightkill were both robotic, so having that meeting could be unpleasant. Just to be safe, he had created a small device which would weaken any attempts to mess with their magnetic fields, and put it on himself and Elena. It wouldn't stop it completely, but would weaken the effects.

Elena, Nightkill and Sean sat at the same table. The representative of Project Perfection would join them shortly. He had set the meeting for 6:30 PM. It was currently 6:27. He had the Harbingers arrive fifteen minutes early, just to be safe.

[Arcana]

A day ago

Sean leaned back against the large recliner that was situated in the living room/kitchen of his apartment. Wearing not much as he usually did, which was a white t-shirt, and plaid boxers. Headphone plugged into his ears, as loud music blared through it. Blocking out everything else, as he thought over his mission. To meet a mysterious represenative of Project Perfection, most likley this Doctor.Necrodium. He interested Sean, somewhat anyway. Humming along, he doddled on a notepad, mostly just lines, though they slowly took shape. A small sketch of a young woman, wearing capris cutt off a little abover her ankles, a shirt with a generous amount of flowers. Once the hair was done, he took out a small collection of color pencils from a bag by the recliner. Slowly shading in each line with absolute care.

The hair a bright firey red, and eyes an emerald green, she looked about 20 in age. Though her eyes were somewhat weathered, yet inviting. Like a mothers sort of."I call this one done." Sean muttered to himself, getting in the last stroke of color.

"Looks good, but shouldn't you be preparing?"

"Nah, i'll be ready by then"

"Sure you will"

Now

Sean rested his elbows on the table, hair evenly done. Blonde streaked black hair touching a bit past his noce, but swept to the right. Legs crossed in a comfortable manner, as he looked over the two people he was supposed to work with. Nightkill, and a woman whos name he didn't know. What he knew about them was limited, and by that he meant he didn't know anything at all. All he knew was that they would meet some people from this Project Perfection, which he had heard from a tough guy before. "I'm soo bored."

"So am i, but you don't hear me complaining." Sean mentally replied, sighing deeply. As he intertwined his fingers,waiting till the people he was waiting for would choose to arrive.

[Guest]

Meeting thread isn't happening. Me and Doc chatted, and decided it didn't fit Doc's character. Sorry for inconvience.

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