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Max's people watching has a little more focus today than it usually does. She's definitely looking for someone in specific. Or rather, trying to avoid someone in specific, but as that involves knowing where they are, or might be, it looks rather similar.

Anyway, edgy looking X5 in a booth, with coffee. Feel free to bother, just don't sneak up on

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[walker_cain]

"Evening."

Cain raises a glass to her in salute.

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She gives him a hard, assessing look, then inclines her head very slightly in greeting.

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"How do you do?"

His voice is pleasant, and his eyes curious. A beautiful, hard woman, this one, and interesting.

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"Fine." It's a little terse. He's not one of the few people here she calls friend, which means at the moment, he is under suspicion. "You?"

[symbiote_venom]

A very pissed off and beaten up Eddie wanders over towards her booth. He's not in much of a mood to notice (or care) how she's acting or feeling at the moment, but that's probably because his ego's been bruised. Much like the rest of him.

Arm in a cast, held in a sling, face somewhat bruised and his pride more or less destroyed, he sits down without asking.

"Hey Max."

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"Hey." She looks him over, eyes narrowing ever so slightly. It's been a while since she'd seen someone looking quite so battered. "You look like hell. What happened?"

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"I decided to be a dumbass."

He orders a much-needed beer from a passing wait-rat before explaining further.

"I went after the guy who has the symbiote. By myself, without weapons or anything. I...didn't think it through too much."

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She winces slightly. "Shit. How bad was it?"

She isn't really harbouring any illusions about him having won the fight. If nothing else, she figures he'd be in a better mood if he had.