[center][h1]Men of the Rising Sun[/h1]
Krayzikk
Day 1
Justin and Otto
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"Then I should have no trouble keeping up with my own clients." Justin commented, following Otto's suggestions as to how he loaded his plate. Lots of bacon, a waffle, scrambled eggs... Emphasis on the protein, mostly, though given how much syrup and butter he put on the waffle that probably wasn't for health reasons. An apple, a donut, and a glass of orange juice joined the assemblage of breakfast items balanced carefully on a tray. he did not miss the opportunity to refill his coffee mug, either, as he passed by the machine on his way to find a seat. "But I'll be interested to see how this place operates."

The universe had ironic timing, too. A subtle indicator in the corner of his vision prompted him to take a closer look at his notifications. Confirmation that the thief he had been hired to catch had been processed by the police, and his payment was already being wired to his bank account. He dismissed it with a tap on the device's frame, and then took the glasses off and tucked them into his chest pocket. That meant one more case crossed off his list. The other was still pending, but he doubted for long. He'd have to seek out some new clients soon enough. he took another long sip from his mug, and a few bites of food, before looking at his compatriot again.

"So what do you generally do, Otto? Have to keep busy somehow, if things aren't exciting here."