[color=39b54a]To whom it may concern :Crotalus.  5'6", well built.  Dark hair and handsome features.  Currently wearing an Armoni suit, that's seen better days.  Enjoy!!![/color]

  As the ceiling crashes down, Crotalus pauses long enough to see if anyone is in the rubble.  Seeing only a distortion, he strides back to the stair well, passing the manager and what looks to be a rich woman.  [color=00a651]Imitation, minor confusion and rubbing of face to clear off dirt[/color] [color=ed1c24]"Must keep her in mind for contingency."[/color] He murmers.  As he strides past the bathrooms, Crotalus pauses hearing a voice from inside the woman's restroom.  He stands just to the side of the door and listens.  As a lady steps out of the restroom, Crotalus grabs her by the throat, quickly crushing her windpipe, then catching her arms as she tries to flail at him, he slings her over his shoulder and quietly walks to the base of the stairs and lays her down, just out of sigt to the side of the stairs.
  Heading back to the restroom, he places his hands on the door and saturates it with a burst of radiation.[color=9e0b0f]"Give 3 min this door will become too hot to touch, 5 min and there should be enough power built up to cause a neat little explosion."[/color] Crotalus muses quietly.  Then he heads back up stairs, noting the reactions of all the people inside.  [color=0072bc]"Interesting that most of the people seem to be afraid, but a few scattered around seem to not be scared, but to be looking intently for someone."[/color]  Crotalus muses to himself as he assumes the panicked facade.