Loyas adjusted his blue sunglasses and looked around the meeting room. He had come here expecting to meet with some so called "rebels," but all he found was a shady man who claimed to have owned the club and pointed him here, shady staff, and multiple druggies huddled in the booths of the club. Nothing like what he had expected to see for a place that had a rather good reputation. If it wasn't for the fact that he was curious about the offer he was given a day earlier, he wouldn't be here. He checked the clock, noticing it was around 3:30.

Where the hell were the people he was suppose to meet? It had been fifteen minutes beyond the time they were suppose to be here. Loyas had come all the way out here and disguised himself, and what does he get in return? A late meeting? He liked it, actually!

During his time in NOVA, they had a strict policy of everyone must be there an hour early. At least these people were not as strict as NOVA and were willing to be late. Loyas quietly laughed to himself. "This universe holds quite a strange species indeed, I really must come back here someday after this is over..." He said to himself.