Through the crowded lobby m made his way to the elevator in a casual suit and over coat in his was a metal brief case the whole reason for why he was here. With his new status of being an avid researcher and developer he'd struck a deal with a guild. His new technology and unique services on competitors in exchange for cash up front. With these shady individuals you could never tell who was in league with whom. The instructions he received were as follows, meet and the may day hotel on fifth avenue exactly at 9:20 pm when he had arrived it been 9:15 pm so he gotten here relatively early, from there head to room 224 on the fifth floor the door would be unlocked and the individual he was doing the transaction with waiting. M was in the elevator and reached the floor exactly at 9:18 pm. his steps were steady and quick as he arrived at 9:20 precisely timing his steps and beginning to turn the handle going in calmly.

((Chilling or Rose can join. Or both.))

Chilling, wearing his usual suit and tie, followed the man to his floor. He had been requested to 'eliminate' a man buy the name of 'M', by an unknown hit lord. As hits go, Chilling is usualy ruthless, though he has one rule, he only kills those who have indeed done wrong, after all every life is precious. He wanted to know who M was and what he was about, why he was here, everything. He waited in the stairwell on the floor of 224, lighting up a cigaret to kill time before he killed man, maybe.

Entering into the room m looked around the tidy neat room with it's comfortable pillows and linens. The light from abouve swung back and forth a figure which he felt came from a mobster movie he'd seen in black a white but dismissed the idea. In the truth of things m saved lifes with the technology and tactiful support he gave others.

Chilling, hearing the door open, emerged from the stairwell flicking his cigaret away.
"here we go.." He said to himself, pulling his gun from his coat. "Lets see who this guy is..."

The elevator doors opened and rose stepped out of them. She looked down the hall seeing M enter the room and walked down the hall. She had a hand on her gun not knowing what to expected but had no intention of pulling it unless needed.

M realized the figure he thought that he had spotted was nothing more then the two chairs across from one another. His paranoia must have come to back to rear it's ugly head. Walking over to the seat he sat down will the steel brief case still in hand and waited patiently for his client's representative to come through the door. M was prepared for the worst but still hopeful for the best despite circumstances the palms of his hand seated calmly on his knees.

Rose knocked on the door lazily and waited with a sigh.

Hearing the knock m put on his classes to hide his more stern features like his eyes that seemed sharp and even cold with uncaring in them. In truth he wore them when he couldn't see but also gave the illusion he was unable to defend himself. "Please come in." he told the individual knocking.

As Chilling proceeded from the stairwell, he saw the room door close behind someone.

"Someone's got company.." He said to himself, walking up to the door, listening to confirm his assumption

Rose opened the door stepping in and closing her behind her. She had a blank look on her face and studied the room looking for all exits and traps. She then looked at M and studied him labeling his threat.

((oh um lets just say its been weeks sine the whole chilling and rose fight haha))

(( sure thing ))

M studied rose as well though he wasn't aware of what was going through the mind or what she was doing seeing as it was far to dark to see her eyes wandered. "Please have a seat ma'am. May I get you something from the mini bar?" he asked trying to ensure his next paycheck was guranteed.

She shook her head and took a seat on the chair across from him.

M put the brief case and slide it to the young women who sat across from him putting his hands up to make sure she was aware he wasn't a threat. Unfortunately he was playing by the client's rules meaning he did as was told in the letter or by the individual. "Please by all means open the case, I wouldn't want your higher ups to be disappointed with what they paid for." he told rose keeping his face neutral. In the metal case was a canister of living nanotechnology used for victims who were suppose to be retrieved without harm.