[Funkduder]

Leaving the bar, he looked around for the red-hooded woman, as the bartender said, but on the main road, there was little red among the common travelers' cloak, despite the times, if any at all. After traveling down the main road for a bit, Michael turned off of the main road into a alley way, in order to contact the satellite, physically, and possibly use pinpoint GPS to quickly find the girl. What he ran into though was of both fortune and misfortune. A Strong, Able-bodied man stood in front of him, and in front of a girl in a blood red hood.

"Well I found the right person, but the question is, 'Does that person need me?'."