Rochester Inn

[Crysis]

Xavier, seeming a little impatient and agitated at the machabre the man spoke and as he got a bit too close, moved him back with a slight push of his hand signalling he was getting too close.

'Your words and actions seem to deny me the right to do my business...Mr...Ed? Is it? I will search for who ever I please, my business is not of your troubles, worries or concerns for that matter...I have sought out the men I was searching for, reasons of my own...My suit, you seem to admire so dearly as a 'showoff' tech to enter this bar and inn with? It was obtained during work...' Xavier spoke, formally yet impatiently.

Xavier sits up straight for a second. He begins to ascend into a upright standing up position as he quickly unsheathes both knives and lunges them directly downwards into the table clipping the handkerchief which the man before him was using to clean his suit with etc.

He looks at his confronting man, he observes his 'jester' like actions as he speaks...

'You were making me nervous... I do not consider myself an Outlaw peasant also my friend...' He pauses as he looks at the barmaid.

Xavier points at a sidewinder fang as the barmaid pours it and brings it to him.

'Here you go sir...' The barmaid replies with a slight blush.
'Thank you ma'am' He politely replies as he smiles at her.

Xavier sips it down rather quickly as he speaks...

'Now, my crew are getting impatient...So I'll be taking me leave'

As he says this he pushes the chair back into place, smirks back and continues to walk slowly towards the door heading to the hanger where his crew consisting of five including himself, where now drinking a little and fixing up the ship ready to leave.

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The Shadow of Sirius - (Reiner Hetsau Background Story)