[Xzylvador]

She nodded. "Will do... We`ll try not to make too much of a mess. He alone in there?", she asked with her back already towards the barman and walking towards the backroom door.  Silk fired off a pulse with her UWB radar.
"Come on Hank, let's find you a way to vent some of that aggression."

[farothel]

Kitten did a quick astral check to see if it was the man who had asked her to move out while she had been doing astral recon.

"I'll explain later," she said to Hank when she saw it was, "It's a mage thing.  Let's go and see our friend first."

With that she followed Silk towards the backroom.
"How do you want to do this," she asked subvocally over the comm, "If you want a stunbolt, let me know."

[Kouryuu]

Still, even with making sure, Andromeda had a gut feeling it would go south, so she checked once more Lenard223 on the matrix. If he is the real deal he should have a longer history of posts, so she tasked her Agent to browse the matrix for this fellow.

Searching Lenard223

[Chrona]

He seems to mostly stick to this board and a couple others, his posts go back a few months.

"He's alone." The barman grunts at Silk's back.

[Xzylvador]

"You want to take him out? We need him conscious in order to answer questions, no? Geez, what's got both of you so edgy... best find a way to get rid of all that excess aggression. Hank, how would you feel about charging into the room and towards guy? Just make sure you give us enough time to stop you before you can actually harm the man?"

[Kouryuu]

Seeing the results what she had hoped for Andromeda messaged the team inside.
"Standing guard, so Go get him!"
Even thou her hideout was a prime locations she still looked around so often to be sure not to be surprised. But you really never can be, so being vigilant is the key.

[Artighur]

"I'm not edgy but you ain't getting you place in this society if you let everyone stomp your toes. Or your head for that matter. Gotta defend yourself.... "

Hank pauses a bit

"Not sure what you want here Silk, I'm not charging in for the sake of it. I can scare him if you want to, but that will only get him running. Again it's not like fixing him after a couple hits will be hard so if he runs.... as long as Kitten don't fry his brain too badly an Aspirin and a couple stims will do the job."

[Xzylvador]

"Scaring him is what I was aiming for. There's no need to hit him, he just needs to know that it's what will happen if he doesn't tell us what we need to know." Silk shrugged her shoulders. "I don't mind just -walking- in and asking questions... but a  little bit of theatre never hurt anyone."

[Artighur]

Hank nodded

"Alright, look at this darlin' "

Hank raised his voice. Taking a look at Silk

He did WHAT ? Where is that drekking idiot, I got two words for him !

He rushed to Lenard in a straight line not caring much about the tables or the people that were taking a drink. He couldn't help but to grin a little. Silk wanted a show, she'll get it.

[farothel]

Kitten shook her head when she saw Hank leave off.
"Men," she said softly so only Silk could hear her over the noise in the bar, "We'd better get after him before he hurts himself."

[Xzylvador]

It's also the most effective way to make sure the door isn't booby trapped or he  isn't sitting there with a gun pointing  towards it.
Silk smiled. "Yeah, probably best we do. He looks like he's enjoying this a bit too much."

She rushed after the dwarf, ready to interrupt him before he reached the target.

[farothel]

"I'm right behind you," Kitten said, following Silk into the back room.

[Chrona]

There were shouts and cries as tables and drinks were moved from the dwarf's path, the backroom door offering little resistance.
Inside was a vip room, dark and dank with old posters peeling off the walls, sat on a sofa and originally flicking through AR was Lendar, a briefcase to his side. Turns out he's an Ork, long black hair falling onto his beefy shoulders.

"What the FRAG!?"

[Artighur]

Hank didn't pause much when he saw the ork, running full speed he took a wild swing at him.

"Might not want to hit him in the face, ork or not, he might as well collapse... Let's take out that briefcase then."

Faking a miss, Hank goes wide and punch the briefcase will full force.

DV 8 (STR 6, Boxing 1, Critical Strike 4)

[Chrona]

Edit in a DV for me