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Not your generic virus. I'm highly interested.
I will if nobody else wants to.
I would be more than willing to roleplay this.
Sorry guys just been a hectic week and, as I mentioned before, the site is down every time I sit down to read up and write something. Anyway I posted.

Apologies to you Blox, but you did post before I had even read your character and accepted. At that point I already had a plan. But we will get you incorporated in ASAP.
"The tricks don't change much in our line of work." Christian spoke into his coffee more than anything, though still audible enough for the man to hear.
Lucas nodded at the seat next him as if motioning Tim over. Assuming his offer accepted, Lucas would scoot over some to allow the muscle-bound figure to ease into the booth more freely.
"There's another two here." He said to the new man sitting next to him. "Like you." Lucas nodded in the direction of the man fast approaching their booth.

With a slight sigh, Christian looked up at the former police officer. He didn't like cops. Even cops that weren't exactly employed by the force any longer. He felt as though there was always going to be something blue in their blood, regardless of how many crimes they committed. Still, he scooted over in his seat to allow Mark to sit down. "Then don't walk." He spoke somewhat gruff and sarcastic to him. "Sit."

Aside from the man who only just approached the table, Lucas kept his eye on the man eating his pancakes. He didn't know for certain if the man had taken the hint to come and join them with the free coffee, but he wouldn't be the one to break the silence and beg him to come and sit.
Instead, he turned to glance at the other two besides himself and Christian. “So,” he paused briefly “What do you fine gentlemen do for a living?” He asked as though a response reflecting legitimacy would come from their mouths.
Been trying to post but every time I'm around the site is down. Sorry, guys.
Okay so all character are accepted. That's our max for now and we'll see about incorporating more later.

For now, only the first three (Tim, Mark, and Dan) are at the diner. The rest will be incorporated ASAP to prevent a rush and smush of characters altogether.
Accepted, Fuzzy. Already worked you into my next post.

@Everyone: Feel free to post. Simply incorporate the waitress letting your character know into your first post. I'm not asking for novels, but a bit of personality in your posts would be nice.

ETA: How many times will I say post? Nobody knows!
((Double Post, whoops!))
Looking up from the dossier folder and back across the table at Lucas, Christian hesitated as if choosing his words carefully. "A dirty cop and a, probably crazed, Russian ex-pat? I mean, I can understand the Canuck, but.." The words sounded stupid to him even as they came out of his mouth. "That's who you vet? For a job?" He continued to stare at Lucas, who was now smiling into his coffee mug.
"You always wanted someone with connections, now we have that. Information and hardware. Ord's probably got some guns stashes away or knows someone who does. And Stevens could probably pull a few strings if we needed." The bearded man set his cup down finally before waving the waitress over. Verona, the waitress, knew Lucas and Christian by their false identities as regulars at Donatella's. She was pretty, with dark hair and skin. Part Filipino and a distant relative of the restaurant's owner.
Lucas whispered something to her as she leaned over to him while simultaneously refilling both of their coffees. With a nod the woman walked away from the table.

She would approach them, whenever possible, and let them know that the two men in the farthest booth had bought them a coffee.
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