*Centuries ago a old prophecy reported a man of a thousand lives would appear on earth that could bring the whole world down no person will have the ability to destroy this man.....except a man of a vampire but who could walk amongst the light of the sun as a human yet faster then most and powerfuler then most he fights like no other in the world he never changes in appearance with centuries upon ceturies but he could take the man of a thousand lives down back into the pit of the underworld but after years and years of looking at the prophecy it never did happen and it was soon forgotten and ignored only a few know about as well as some priest who still think it will happen to earth and be conquered or.....defended*

*A Black Dodge Charger with millions of bullet holes along the side of it pulled into a warehouse in the warehouse yards of a coastal city the bullet holes started to dissappear as if they were never there to begin with the door of the car opened up almost knocking it off its hinges a man stepped out with bullet holes in him as well his silver hair flipped around his silver eyes flashed you could see his perfect muscular features were visible through the dark blue sleeveless shirt and somewhat through his black pants on his upper arm a tattoo only vampires know as a sign of the daywalkers around his whole body was a black leather trenchcoat around his waist is a belt which holds his broad sword in a glass scabbard and a sawed-off shotgun on the other side he looked around the warehouse which had millions of weapons on the walls he looked at the bullet holes all over him then he closed his eyes and the bullets fell out of there wounds and the wounds healed up he then picked up a chair and chunked it against the wall embedding it in the wall then he started yelling* I TRY TO SAVE THE HUMAN RACE AND WHAT DO I GET OUT OF......*he picked up a handfull of the bullets* I GET SHOT BY THEM JUST FOR KILLING A CLUB OF VAMPIRES *he chunked the bullets at the wall and they hit the wall as if they were fired from a gun he looked to the wall and took a deep breath* maybe they don't need me maybe they don't need a Peacemaker Darkmoon maybe they think they can handle the vampires on there own maybe I should just quite *Peacemaker leaned against the Dodge Charger which now looked as good as new he looked around the room and sighed*

The woman was lithe, and tall with little bredth for her 6 feet 6 inches, her hair was black, nautrally and was currently black, but it had been a myriad of colors in her time, last week in fact it had been golden blonde, and then shoking magenta, today she was dressed quite conservativly, in sling back black heels and a well fitted elegant skirt suit, with a skirt that was if indicently short, longer than some skirts she had been seen to wear. she wore a black pearl necklace and earrings, her face was pale, and quite lovely, with tilted green eyes and breath taking cheekbones. In her large black leather breif case was a highly experimental machine gun, which she had nicknamed Pookie, made of high tech light weight plastics, it weigh only 6 pounds

OOC: can you please be abit more specific on where you are at so I could reply to that pulling your char in to the story thanks

She walked out from inbetween two warehouses, her high heels clicking softly on the damp pavment, she would not have been notticed if the night had not been so extreamly silent, so utterly silent, and so dead. You could have heard a cat's step, and though quiet she was no cat

*Peacemaker stopped and looked to his far wall and then jumped up into the rafters and through the skylight and ran to the edge of the warehous roof and looked down to the girl he stared at her in silence and looked to the case and perked a brow he looked back to the back of the warehouse and relized she was being followed by three guys Peacemaker shifted his weight and looked to the girl again*

OOC: much better thank you

She glanced up to see him, she waved, her pale fingers appearing to for a moment take on a life of there own to greet him. She said nothing, it would have drawn more attnetion than neccasary and as much as she liked attention, this would have been the wrong kind of attention. She put of finger to her lush red lips and winked

farther on down the street sat thorn. her eyes flashing she watched peacemaker on the roof and wondered lightly what he was planning to do. she had sent the men after the women, would he get involved? she flipped her lighter and took a long drag off her cigarette, smoking to pass the time. she luaghed lightly to herself. if he was getting involved, then she had more or less sent the boys into a deathtrap. ah well, there were always others to help with her dirty work. she stood from the hood of her car, silver and black hair waving in the wind. if peacemaker got involved with her affairs, things might get a bit more intresting. she got in the car and drove off, saying a short goodbye to the young fledglings she had sent to die.

*Peacemaker's eye twitched and he glanced over to where a car was taking off* Thorn *Peacemaker said in almost a whisper he jumped down infront of the group of vampires and slammed a spike in one and slashed another with his sword then pulled his shotgun out and aimed it to the last one as the others burned* what are you doing in this neighborhood at this time of night *Peacemaker smiled watching him*

thorn luaghed and sped down the highway. she loved modern transportation, it was so much better than the horse drawn carriages she had once known. she also loved the music, she htought turning up the radio, it was also much better than the old gypsy music of her time. she couldnt resist and used one of the vampires at the warehouse to take a look at what was happening. yes, it was true, peacemaker would interfere. she luaghed outloud and found herself almost giddy at the thought and excitement.

The woman waved, hello. "Thorn Darling." She said almost tempted to blow her a kiss in good old freind fashion, but she knew that that would only make the powerful and more powerful womn angry with her. Not that she herself wasn't. but better to avoid the anger of powerful foes when out in the open, and henchmenless

((um, mew darling, im driving intot he distance currently, can we save the confrontation between us for another sequence of posts? im sorry...))

OOC: she does have a point there of course I am sure you two can fix that amongst yourself

OOC: Sorry, X-that post
IC: She smiled "How are you?" She said politly, as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other. She took out a small elegant designer hand bag and opend it to reaveal a mess of papers "I have a contract for you here." She said holding up a pen, as if expecting him to leap from the roof

*Meanwhile*

Angel stood up, slowly walking down the three steps that separated his private corner from the rest of the club. His two lovers rose to see his actions at the same time, their feline eyes following his every movement. He walked with cats' grace between the dancing people, towards the bar, the chaotic lights that messed with the humans' eyes and minds making his blue hair glitter from time to time. As he reached the bar, the bartender quickly offered a cold Sangria. He drank it slowly, arranging his silk shirt afterwards and pulling his black leather pants tighter on his butt. The drum and bass song to which the people were dancing seemed to go perfectly with his walking style - his big boots stepping on the glass floor of the ring on the beat. He pulled a sexy blonde slowly to him, very close and leaned to lick her neck. He laid back in his arm, her head falling back in ecstasy as his desert rose scent conquered the air around them, holding him tight as he bit slowly on her neck, drawing a little blood on the tip of his lips and kissing her deeply. Slowly Angel turned her around, sliding his delicate white hands on her tummy and up on her breasts squeezing slowly while kissing her neck. He looked at his lovers, smilling while he continued kissing the girl's neck and watching the girls caress eachothers' body in an erotic embrace cheek to cheek. He let his right arm slide around her waist and leaned her forward licking down her naked back and caressing her spine with his left hand, inducing her a pleasure that she never felt before which quickly led her to a powerful orgasm, her knees weakening and almost falling down. He held her up, smiling as people didn't notice anything, being busy dancing or seducing eachother and helped her to a leather armchair nearby. It was time to go - the teasing made him hungry. His two lovers smiled at him dreamingly and he leaned his head on one side returning the smile and disappearing. They stood up, looking for him with a bit of desperation but he was gone.

The young boy returned with his black Porsche, giving him the keys and bowing a bit:

-Have a good night, sir.
-Oh, I will... Thank you. Here's something for you, my friend, he whispered sliding a 100$ bill in his pocket. He knew the kid, he hired him a few days ago to park the cars, and knew that he needed the money badly. Angel smiled a bit looking at the kid and winking, then up to his club, reading the large futuristic neon sign "Angels Dreaming".

OOC: I hope you do not mind me joing

IC: Midnight walked past Angels Dreaming. Her knuckles looked like she had just been in a fight. The rest of her was covered by a cloke. She took a qick glance at Angel. Midnight's eyes were black and cold. She heard someone running towared her. She turned around it was the guy she beat up Four friends. She went into the club knowing they would do nothing as long as she was there. She removed the hood of the cloke and looked around and then removed the cloke itself. Her midnight blue hair came down to her mid-back. She wore black baggy pants and a tight black shirt. She heard the guys come in. She went out on the dance floor. She watched them sit at a table waiting for her. She danced along with the crowed. A girl challenged her to a dance contest. Midnight actcepted. They put on Midnight's favorit song. The girl danced for the whole song. Now it was Midnights turn, They put the same song on again. Midnight began to dance. She didn't miss a beat of the song and once the song was over Midnight went back to danceing with the crowed. The girl had stormed out of the club mad.

thorn sighed and threw the girls body agianst her brothers and reached up to run a hand through her slik hair and smile at the moonlight falling through the small skylight on the roof. she loved the taste of life as she robbed them of it. yawning slightly she pondered as to what she would do for the rest of the night. her many...well minions for lack of a better word, were out doing things and the scene at the warehouse was prgressing slowly. she frowned and thought of jioning Miquel at the club, she had considered taking him as a pet once agian, perhaps tonight would be the night for such...

*Peacemaker looked to the girl* contract?? *Peacemaker jumped down from the roof and looked to the papers* explain it I am not signing anything until I get the story behind these papers *Peacemaker looked at the girl very calm*

She smiled "Well, alright then." She said "They're merely leases on the peice of 'real estate' you bought." She used the word real estate as if it meant something other than the established meaning of the word, a code word, something he was mean to respond to. Her smile reaveald needlepoint fangs wicked and lovely between her full lips

*Peacemaker looked at her oddly* Real Estate??? you sure you know who your talking too *Peacemaker looked at the paper then back to her* cause I am not quite sure what this is *Peacemaker watched the shadows then looked at her*

"So sorry, must be either the wrong person or the wrong contracts, ah yes, those are wrong, you have message, my orginazation asks you to a formal event, 113 Tenabris Avanue, 8 PM tommorrow." She said officially, although she was in actuality horrified at her mistake after a few centuries one would think one might have a certain amount of dignity, but it was not to be

*Peacemaker nodded* yeah I have no clue what this is and by the way this is 113 Tenabreeze Avanue *Peacemaker watched the shadows then walked past the girl* Tenabris Avanue is two blocks south from here

'I know that as well as you do, tommorrow here." She said bareing fangs in a wicked icey cold smile. Her face was impassive but for the smile. She walked slowly tword an expensivly refurbished vintage car leaving a trace of the old fashiond scent of shalimar, her perfume in the air behind her. She took out her keys the lights blinked and a beep sounded indicating the car was open. She slipped a Cd into the changer and they might be giants sang nothings going to change my clothes in with a mad delirios joy of nonsense. She could onlyy relax with nonsense, she'd been a scientist and she barely even made sense now, it irked her that the world didn';t work the way it should. vampires should be only horror movies charecters, and should be impossible and yet here she was walking the streets with an impossible set of fangs feeding on the blood of the living which containd less calories than anywhere near neccasary to maintain her, and at 65 she was still very young looking and very much attractive. It irked her the vampire head quarters were located on tenabris avanue, which translated literally to shadow street. It was too much a classic coincidence and it was just too much ffor her logical, skeptical mind to like very much. Sure she'd enjoyed reading fantasy as much as another high school outcast, sure she'd avidly watched horror movies, sure she liked Stephen king and rosmary's baby. But, the real thing it made her angry somehow to have had denied herself the luxury of supestition in life only to find out in death it was real

she luaghed as miquel tried to break the bonds she had tied him with and reached down to lick slightly at the curve of his neck. she had played with him long enough she decided. turning into herself quickly she checked on the warehouse yard, as she had suspected all her men were dead and peacemaker and the girl were confencing. she lusghed slightly and called out a soft spoken sigh within his head. i shall be seeing you soon enough...

*Peacemaker rolled his eyes and jumped onto the warehouse roofs and made it back to his original warehouse and jumped to the skylight and landed to the ground without a sound then walked to the Dodge Charger and leaned against it then walked to a table and startled fiddling with a wierd looking ball*

Angel opened the car door slowly and slided inside. He turned on a videophone and speed dialed #1. Ian snapped out of the "daydream" he was into and looked up on the screen, arranging his long white hair:

-Yes, m'lord?
-Yes, hello to you too. What the hell is this I'm hearing about a slayer? We've been running this cursed city for centuries and had no problems. In fact, vampires emigrated here from all over the country because it's peaceful and order is the priority.

Ian blinked, not knowing what to respond. He wanted to say something but Angel snapped him off:

-Shush! Get me all the info on this guy and especially what the fuck is he doing killing my people! Get on it!
-Yes, of course. But...
-But what?
-Would you like the agenda for today?

He brushed his hair with his hand, exhaling deep as he had forgotten about it and nodded slowly.

-William W. Scott. Mr. Gates, you selected him yourself, but...
-I'm tired of your 'but's! What is it?
-He's the chief of the F.B.I.
-And?
-How are you going to get passed the security systems?
-You're the Nos. You figure it out, damn it!

He closed the connection and started the car, dashing off and leaving a cloud of smoke to cover the people going in and out of his club. Angel lifted the left seat and pulled out two modified Glocks, tossing them on the back seat next to the black leather trenchcoat. Scott had to go. Another bureacrat that had no ideea who was really running the city and him, as Prince, was forced to deal with it... one way or the other.

Midnight was tired of dancing and left the club the four men followed. She made a turn at an old dark ally way then turned to them. You shouldn't of followed me. The came towared her then one tried to hit her but she grabed his arm and turned him around then threw him out of the ally way into a street. The other pulled a swichblade on her and stabed her in her side. She grabed a hold of him and broke his neck. The other two ran off. Midnight walked down the ally way holding her side as it bled, but soon tired and leaned against the wall and slid down it. She just sat there hoping the two who ran off didn't come back with more people.

She realized turning the key in the ignition that she had no where to go, she'd fed, she'd already made the rounds of places she liked to visit at night she'd stayed in library till it had closed, and now she'd been mocked by the person she was supposed to deliver papers to, lovely, this evening is shaping up just right, she thought with a bitter smile, maybe a cup of coffee and a donut at 'Creepy Donut' orr Adam's Donut shop as the rest of the populas called it, Creepy Donut was a small slightly ramshackle mom and pop buisness that she swore she'd never go into in life just to prove that we pass by things every day and don't ever go in, but as soon as she'd died she'd gone and bought six boxes of chocolate iced, to hell with her diet, she was dead and life didn't make sense

As the entrance in the alley could be seen, the two mugs who beat Midnight a few moments sooner came out flying into the wall with a couple of bullets in their forheads. Angel picked them up by their neck and put them in a big garbage container, slamming it shut. He dusted himself off and walked towards her...

*2 minutes earlier*

The vampire was preparing to dash off to his job, but the videophone beeped. He turned it on and Jack, the chief of security of "Angels Dreaming" appeared on the screen:

-Hey boss, sorry to bother ya, but we have some problems in the back alley.
-Oh, what now, Jack?
-Should I connect you to the cameras outside?
-Sure... Why not?

Angel watched the fight scene and turned the car around with a nasty screeching sound from the handbrake, stopping near the alley entrance.

-Jack.
-Yeah, boss?
-I'll take care of it.
-Sure, boss. Good night.

He opened the car door to walk face to face with the muggers. With a quick gesture, he pulled out the guns and blew them away.

*present time*

...Angel crouched in front of the girl, leaning his head to see her wound. He pulled out a silk handkerchief and pressed on her side.

-Hold this, he whispered while taking her in his arms and carrying her to the car. The back door opened on his mental signal and he laid her on the backseat.
-Hang in there. I'll take you to a hospital.

He pressed the gas pedal hard, dashing through the alleys towards St. Anothony Hospital.

the night was nearing an end as thorn fed once more and took to her car to returnt o her lush home. she was tired this night, and excited as well. she would have another chance to play with peacemaker..as well as one to get rid of that damn nuisance of a vampiress...she smiled maliciously to her self and made her way inside a large apartement building that belonged to her. she owned all levels, often letting people stay there. for a price...she snapped lightly at a young fledgling and collapsed on her own bed a few moments later with a sigh.

*Peacemaker looked up from the table his eyes narrowed and he walked to the Dodge Charger and climbed in the huge warehouse doors screeched open and the Charger roared to life and squealed out of the warehouse and onto the street pulling out in front of Angel's vehicles and kept on going not caring on who he was zooming past*

((Me? Mr. Angellove))
She responded instantly, holding the cloth too him.
"Who are you?" She asked her voice, wuiet, and shy, almost like that of a young girl, but she was not, she was old, if not yet ancient, at the very least wise and powrful, not to mention intellegent.
"What are you doing here, i don't know you." She hissed

OOC: yes Mr. Angellove's vehicle

*Peacemaker swerved the corner and then pulled a u-ey and then pulled up to a one room house and walked to the door Peacemaker looked up to the sky as it started to rain Peacemaker kicked in the door and looked to a vampire holding a girl by the next* I told you to get out of this town before we run in to each other again

Midnight held the silk handkerchief against her wound. She heard him say he was taking her to the hospitle. "no" she whispered so quietly to him that he didn't hear her. She looked around everything became blurry as she passed out.

((Ice's I beleve angel love was speaking to me))

OOC: then why did he say Midnight?

OOC: Why would I speak to you Mew Mew? Didn't you read what I posted. I was in the alley killin' bad guys and you were in the coffee shop. It's Midnight (Ices) I'm taking to the hospital.

IC: He smiled to her then took another glance frowning as she passed out. "Shit.." he whispered, puting the pedal to the floor and making the Porsche fly over the up and down roads of the alleys. He pulled the handbreak, breaking through the uptown traffic and causing a small road block, and making the car roar with anger as it tore the street to St. Anthony Hospital. "No..." she said. Another troublemaker that doesn't like public hospitals. Well, this one wasn't public. Angel owned the damn place so he dashed in the garage, parking by the 'special' entrance that his men used to bring in wounded brothers or special RED deliveries. He let the window down yelling at the guard:

-Open it! Now! And call for my paramedics! This is urgent!

The barrier was lifted a moment before he passed under it, sliding on the shiny pavement with an impressive handbreak stop. He jumped out of the car, grabbing Midnight in his arms and kicked the doors open. A desperate look in his eyes surprised him for a moment, as he was running with her on the hallways towards 2 guys rushing with an operating table. This seemed so ridiculous to him - he let her down, not rushing as much as he did 'till that moment, pondering about his behavious, very calmly, as the paramedics took Midnight to a special room. Angel leaned over and picked the handkerchief she dropped when she was taken away, sniffing the blood and looking intrigued. He stepped after her to the room, as the doctors where taking care of her.

-I don't know if she'll make it! one doc yelled.
-We need that transfusion! NOW!
-You better make her better, or you'll end up worse then her, Angel whispered.

They nodded seriously, patching her wound and injecting her with all sorts of weird looking chemicals. Angel shivered. He didn't like needles. As the transfusion bag was about to be inserted, he stopped them. He opened his wrist button, slashing his wrist with a sharp fang and dropped a few drops in the bag. He nodded, licking the wound, as the doctors stared at him dazed.

-Move it! Put the damn thing on and make her better!

They rushed again to insert the needle for the transfusion and cleaned the rest of the wound, letting her be as neat as she could look. Angel extended his hand and a paramedic offered his coffee mug.

-...Now leave. She'll be ok...

He jumped with grace on the bars of the other bed, crouching in an impossible possition, and watching her while sipping the coffee slowly. It needed sugar though...

Midnight smelled coffee her eyes fluttered open. When she saw Angel she jumped clear off the bed. "Where am I? Who are you?" She looked around frightend then crouched down in pain from moving to much. She stayed still keeping an eye on him.

He leaned his head on one side, looking at her with puppy eyes, starring actually at her furious face.

-Relax, he whispered softly. You were hurt and I found you - you're safe now, don't worry. If I wanted to harm you, you'd be dead by now. Here...

Angel descended on invisible steps to the ground and gave her the mug of coffee.

-...it's black and lacks anything sweet, but I think you'll like it.

He walked to the door, leaning on it and flaming a cigarette. He took a drag and exhaled the smoke outside, giving frightening looks at local medics that runned busily when they encountered his eyes.

-So let me get this straight... You beat the crap out of four guys. Alone. My security cameras saw everything and you are quite impressive. May I know who were the people that I shot and you scared, and why were they after you?

*Peacemaker rolled his eyes as he left the house and got back in his car flames irupted from the window as Peacemaker got into the Charger and zoomed down the road seeing the familiar car he swerved the corner and down the main streets to the hospital Peacemaker smirked as he saw the Porshe pull into the hospital and then parked in a alley blocks away and made his way into the hospital and saw Angel* your Porshe is very easy to spot in the ghettos *Peacemaker smirked as he hedl his trenchcoat closed covering his weapons from view*

Midnight took a sip of the coffee. Their friend challenged me to a fight I won. He got mad and sent his four friends after me. You will probly get in trouble for helping me after all I did kill one of them. She looked at Peacemaker. Midnight could tell he was hiding something the way he held his trenchcoat. She griped the coffee mug and took another sip.

((alright since ive been busy ive forgotten about this RP, is there still room for thorn, or have you found another villan already?))

(OOC: of course always)

Angel nodded at Peacemaker, smiling, than back at Midnight. He wasn't used to such minor problems - he hadn't had them for ages, but her story triggered a similar memory about a couple of royal guards, a tavern and a quarell that sent him to the dungeons of Lyon. Yeah, idiots will always exist - and no vampire or slayer could ever end the genetic herritage. He took a glance at Peacemaker, measuring him up and down:

-Working, mon ami? It's a shame. You should take a break and smell the...

He stopped, wanting to add 'blood'. Smiled at him, refraining from laughing and continued:

-...roses. All work and no fun, makes Peacemaker grumpy - hold on a minute.

Angel turned to Midnight and walked to her, sniffing her a bit then smiling satisfied. He looked in her eyes while checking her pulse - the blood was being pumped faster and faster - his blood in hers.

-Don't worry about me, little one. I probably know the guy that hired the guy that owns the guy that you beat the crap out. Rest a bit now - you've been through quite a lot.

There was a lot that she didn't know. His blood didn't turn her into a vampire, but she was stronger than she was before, faster and, most probably, could dominate any human mind as well as Angel did. He knew she would heal fast and didn't want her loose on the streets again without telling her what she became. It was his responsabilty now, as the Prince should keep the order in the city that he rules. He felt a bit envious about her, not being a whole vampire, but owning the powers and the gift to walk in the sun freely, but he was what he was and had to live with it. He turned to Peacemaker, folding his arms to his chest:

-Now: why the heck do you come wearing all that weaponry on you in a hospital. It's moraly wrong to act so, as it is to fight on holy ground. I obey the rules, and just because you are special, doesn't give you the right to break them. So...? Tell me: you were to one that cleaned out my blood bank downtown? Hell man, just get informed before killing any more kin - our business is legal. You were disinformed, but that doesn't excuse you. Check first next time, damn it!

He took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes:

-Who hired you for the job?

Midnight tilted her head at Angel when he sniffed her, looked into her cold black eyes, and checked her pulse. Somethings going on she thought. She wondered how she could rest after been given black coffee. She wanted out of here. There was something about hospitals she didn't like, but she never told anyone why she didn't like them. She stood up and went over to the hospital bed and laid down on her good side with her back to Angel and Peacemaker. So he was hiding something she thought. Before she knew it she had fallen asleep.

thorn stretched languidly on a sofa in her parlor. she had been watching peacemaker before, but now was wondering exactly what she was going to do about him. she mused lightly to herself before grabbing a glass of red wine, drinking it, and lighting a cigarette. looking at Miquel in the corner as he dosed.

ooc: ooh! ooh! can i join?
ic: A really small fifteen-year-old who looked to be around eight was walking around in the hospital aimlessly and she turned into the ward where Peacemaker and Angel were, nearly walking into them, as she wasn't looking where she was going. Her long, dark brown hair covered her face and pale eyes as she glanced up to see whom she had bumped.

*Peacemaker rolled his eyes* I understand your operations Angel but do you know your operations I have only gone after blood banks that genocide humans I can understand 9 a day like regualtions but that blood club was killing 30 a day and so even for vampire councils regualtion that was illegal you should really watch you clubs I only kill vampires that kill for pleasure not for living *Peacemaker looked at Angel dead in the eyes* besides I am Peacemaker Darkmoon I tend to keep my weapons on me due to my reputation *Peacemaker looked to the kid that bumped into him then looked back to Angel*

Angel raised his arms defensively.

-Not mine.

He looked down at the kid and smiled. He crouched in front of her, leaning his head on one side and examining the little human.

-Peacemaker, I had no ideea about the club. The Prims should watch their property. I'll see that things will get settled. If not, then I'll personally join you in your hunt... Now let's get this pup out of here.

The vampire took the little girl in his arms and walked on the hallway to a couple of doctors.

-Where did you come from, petite`? It's a hospital but you still can get into a lot of trouble...

"You're not doing me a favor by taking me back to the doctors, you know." She blinks once , "And I'm not so young as to be clueless."

Angel smiled going right, just when they were about to reach the doctors, and into a coffee room. He laid the girl on the table and walked to the donut machine, buying a box of asorted sweets and put them on the table near her, then got himself a coffee with lots of sugar.

-Actually, I wanted to get you something to eat. You look a little hungry... Maybe you could tell mr. Gates who are you and how did you end up in this lower part of "St. Anthony's"?

He leaned against the wall, sipping his coffee with his arms folded to his chest.