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The nose of the Reluctant Strider, the \se| mobile headquarters eerily and soundlessly glided past one of Deshima Station's flight control towers, only stopping with a brief shake when the Corvo's side-mounted mooring lock kissed the station wall firmly. As the airlock pressure equalized and the wide door opened into the station's corridors, forcing a hand up to brush long blonde locks away from a well-trained, arduously perfected fake bright smile, giving off a hint of razor grin. Said grin belonged to a tall, lean built man in an elegant black and gray hex-textured businessman suit- He looked quite harmless, yet as dangerous as you might imagine at the same time. Slowly, he paced towards the station's main bar, a burly bodyguard-looking bald-headed bruiser in tow, only to very slowly set himself down, alone, in a five-man booth, even setting down a tiny little pyramid, projecting a spinning holographic logo of \se|. Immediately afterwards, he pulled out a small commlink pad and begun typing away, looking distracted during the bodyguard's bored, yet vigilant scanning of the surrounding from halfway across the room.

"One double Dublin, rocks. Make it snappy."

His velvety voice struck the young waitress and she nearly tripped over herself in her rush towards the bar- A pair of icy blue eyes just as quickly settled down on the pad as they had risen towards her as she approached. Every so often, even as his drink arrived in a short glass, he snuck peeks along the room, pleased he saw no apparent IND employees or agents.