“You’re in my way.”

It was a simple sentence, albeit laced with venom as he looked down at the man before him. He certainly wasn’t anything of note to the Yakuza boss, so, well, he considered him either a liability or someone he could get points from. His own tally was thankfully starting to rack up, though in truth, that just meant he had to be more careful of people trying to hunt him down. 

It was starting to look bleak. Poking around Alpha didn’t seem to get him anywhere, and from the looks of things, it could have very well just been him and Todomatsu stuck here till they become nothing but dust, the steeple of their ribs only but a place for only bugs to worship in.

Or at least until that familiar red accompanied by that familiar walk came strolling by.

Ceasefire. Pretty much the first bar that Rick could see, so that was the first bar that he was going in. He never really made any acquaintances when he first got in Hive City, so it wasn’t like he had anyone to call or send a text, so it’d be a perfect idea to at least have a drink before going into this ‘crazy’ and ‘wacky’ world… right. Whatever.

He sits down after asking for a shot of scotch, just to look to his left to see another guy. He didn’t seem like he was in the best of situations, but hey, why not have some small talk.