“Come the **** on already gil” Quentin mutters while looking down. Quentin hates standing here doing nothing. He’s been left with nothing now that Bob’s gone. “I WANT TO DO SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE!” Quentin screams at him. Then realizeing he’s making a scene, quickly backs out of the crowd a little. Why did there have to be so many people here he thinks to himself.

Clair looks at the man, as she speaks. “If the one we are waiting for does not respond, nor’ agree. Let’s just leave him, his loss.”

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Quixote sighs, and turns away from Gil. “Well then, if he’s at a loss for words, let’s talk business. I want you to investigate a company for me, known as Coral Pharmaceuticals. You know, that one large glbum building near that polluted stream? Now, you can decide how you want to get in. You could break in, get a job, whatever. All that matters is that you find connections to the Illuminati there. For tonight, I’ve arranged lodging. Wait, give me a second…”

He fishes out pile of business cards from his pocket, and hands them out.

“Address for Distraught Headquarters. You’ll need these cards to be allowed in. If that’s all squared away, I’ll take my leave now, and you can crash here tonight. Do not go home to your families or friends, and make sure not to contact them in any way. If you do, you’ll most definitely regret it.”

Looking down at the cards, two things catch your eyes: the small, modest Distraught icon, and the rather flashy golden sticker marked “Quixote.”

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Quixote grins. “That’s my logo. Show it to anyone who’s with you guys, and they’ll know you’re with me. Same goes with the Distraught logo. Both of those stickers can be peeled right off, but they’re gonna lose their stickiness. You know how it is with stickers.”

He fishes around in his pocket, pulling out a box of cigarettes who’s brand you don’t know, plucks out one, and places the box pack in his pocket.

“Before I go, anyone got a light?”

Appiah grabs one of the cards, squinting down at it, “De-strought.” He clearly has no idea what it means, or even if it is actually a word.

He glances down at his ragged sneakers, ratty jeans, and loose hoodie. “I think les gens in that office building not want me in there. He eyes the ragtag crowd around Quixote. “We supposed to work together, non? Anyone have idea?”

Clair looks at the man. As she asks,”When will you be meeting us again?”

“What are we supposed to do about clothes? I don’t want to be breaking into some evil company in dirty rags on.” says Quentin

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I’d been studying the card for the past minute, but now I snap my chin up abruptly.

“I’d like a job, too, if one is available.”

“Maybe I should try for job as janitor. I am qualified.” Appiah’s broken English is light with irony.

He squints at the card again, “Better know address if we go there, non?

Jacques is ****ed at this guy for breaking his mobile and is thinking of just leaving.
But when Quixote mentions Coral Pharmaceuticals, Quixote got Jacques’ attention again. “If you want someone to infiltrate Coral Pharmaceuticals I might be the right person” says Jacques, Quixote looks at him and Jacques senses some skepticism in his face, “Well I’m not into pharmaceutics but I know a lot about chemistry, and pharmaceutics & chemistry go hand in hand. I’m sure they need some people with qualifications in chemistry and I’ve got some. Now that the summer is coming up many people in the staff will be going on holidays and I might be able to apply for a holiday job as bumistant. I even think they’ve sponsored some events at our university organized by my faculty so I’ll be able to get in.” Jacques is still doesn’t trust Quixote but for this could be an interesting experience for himself and it would look nice on his CV and the paycheck shouldn’t be too bad neither even though his experience with this kind of jobs is that it’s only part-time which sort of sucks since if you work less hours, you earn less cash. Jacques awaits Quixote’s reaction. In the mean time he picks up the business card Quixote left in front of him and picks up his mobile which seems to have a burst on the screen. He wipes of the dust, tries to switch it on and notices it still works… he quickly puts it back in his pocket before Quixote could notice it to avoid a second attempt from Quixote’s side to break it, this could come in handy when he goes to apply for the job. That mobile actualy is quite a nice piece of European Kraftmannschaft, now that Jacques thinks of it.Log in to see images! Rastanarcharismarx edited this message on 06/26/2008 4:29PM

“Okay, okay, I’m sick of listening to you all talk and talk and talk! They’d better let dogs into that Distraught place.” Ann said with a little glare, and walked off from the group to find the address on the card. Whiskey followed, whimpering a little.