Just Business... IC

[GFawkes]

The Sapphire Star Corporation has been dominating the markets recently, and they are supposedly doing it through less than legal methods. You've decided, for some reason or another, to investigate. And hey, if you get high enough in, you may even get a job. Maybe.

The group is across the street in a coffee shop from the main building, waiting for the right moment.

[Doktor Per]

Patricio fiddled nervously with his crystal ball, observing Nightmare, where he had left him. The massive ram was chewing a garbage bin apart in some back alley way. Relying on a foul tempered hell spawn for transportation was getting more and more difficult. This was an unmitigated disaster.

Finally his coffee arrived, a beautiful brown color. He observed it, pleased with the shade he smiled as he raised the cup to his lips. The sensation that followed was all wrong, and turned his stomach. SOY! Hot coffee sprayed from his mouth as he purged his sensitive palate. What poisoner was responsible for this!? He could feel his veins pumping red hot like the time that... no! He let go of the cup of poison, no time for Andrew Lloyd Webber.