[umraefein]

Ignazio laughs again, perhaps even louder than before. "Sure thing, compadre... Just means I take over when you kick the bucket. Also, I was talking about all of us, even before our... recent addition. Seems like we're all wound pretty tight tonight."

[Retrokinesis]

Richter grins again, although it lacks the same hideous malice it had before. "Like I said, illeism! Not a good sign". He sits down at the table and accepts the light from Jimmy. "For future reference, the pistol's up my sleeve. I keep the grenade launcher in my suit. Name's Marduk. I have a feeling we're all on the same job". A puff from the cigar and a sip of cranberry juice. "And if they've brought me in, something or several somethings needs to die. What about the rest of you?"
Also, Draco is probably close enough now to be within Marduk's constant background count. Pretty sure that's unmistakeable to a mage even if they're not assensing.

[RHat]

"I can shoot things with the best of 'em, but my real talent lies in the grift.  If they're bringing me in, guns blazing may well be something other than the ideal approach.  And I'm getting the impression that it's probably best if I do the talking in the meet."

[Chrona]

"I can talk the talk if the need is there. With Draco here, I felt no such need. I specilise in combat as well."
Diego showed the holstered, modified Pred IV in under his coat to them quickly.

"The boy wonder seems to be less.. shiny now. Problem, Robin?"

[umraefein]

What the hell... my spells just dropped.... What is this guy?!?

The aura around Draco disappears as he steps closer to Marduk, and he appears to move less agilely. He grimaces, and he steps away from Marduk very quickly. "What the hell man?!? What the frak are you?!?"

[RHat]

Jimmy was about to say something to starboy when Draco when nuts.  His hand subtly went back to his Ruger.  "What's wrong?"

[Retrokinesis]

Marduk shrugs. "You really don't want to know. Suffice to say, you probably want to keep all magic more than, say, five feet from me at all times. Also, I'd advise you don't look at my aura. I'm told it's unpleasant".

"My apologies. Most likely, Draco here just had his spells shrivel up and die because of my presence. It happens. I probably should have mentioned that talent, though".

[umraefein]

Ignazio seems a little more at ease with some distance between him and Marduk, but still seems stressed.

"Well, that's gonna make working together... fun. That is the kind of bull shit you don't just spring on someone!"

[RHat]

"Not so sure 'talent' is the right word...  Either way it's going to mean we need to be seriously coordinated.  I imagine you're as much like a bull in a china shop around any sort of magical security as you are in a social setting, eh?"

[Retrokinesis]

"Good news, it's all going to collapse without going off. Including guard spirits, if they're not unusually strong. Bad news, I can't turn it off. Or choose targets. Except by keeping my distance of course".

He nods at Draco's comment. "Completely agreed! In fact, let's clear the air now..." He crushes the end of the cigar against the table. "I'm wanted for murder in at least one sovereign nation, I live on top of an insect spirit nest, I'm in Seattle looking for my daughter, I have a fairly positive working relationship with Ares I'd rather not fuck up, and my favorite color is aubergine. Only one of those is a lie, by the way!"

Another grin as he waits for that to sink it. "Aannndddd that's me in a nutshell! What about you?"

[Chrona]

"If I and no one else end up killing you, I would certainly find it entertaining to keep you around after this job." He offered his right hand up to shake.

[umraefein]

{color=red]"Keep your distance from me and mine, and we may be all right."[/color]

[RHat]

"Me, I've got some sort of metagenetic thing going on that makes people naturally inclined to love me.  Don't ask me how it works - all I know is it isn't magic or mind control.  Got a pretty fair set of augmentations, too, including something that works hand-in-hand with the metagenetic thing, making me real good at working a mark.  I'm a Face first and foremost, and the rest is secondary.  I've got ties to the Vory because they want me to, and I've done a fair bit of work with some of the other smaller crews around the city.  Stayed out of the corp game thus far."

[Retrokinesis]

"Noted". He takes Three Star's hand and shakes it. "It was the aubergine that clinched it, right? Always is. If we survive this job, I bet we'll be seeing a bunch more of each other. Speaking of which... any ideas? Steelfish wouldn't tell me anything virtually except that it involves travel. So far it looks like we've got a grifter, a mage, and two hitters but no tech? I wonder what dear Mr. Johnson is up to..."

[RHat]

"All I could get out of the ornery old bastard is that Johnson picked 5 names.  So, we're waiting on one more."