With her head bowed slightly Alina only heard the man enter, order his drink and lastly the clinking of his coins on the counter before, a brow lifted and she raised her gaze to him. He was limping and more so limping towards her. When he remarked she played nicely Alina nodded and rose to stand straight as he spoke again, this time asking her for her reasons of being here so early. Her expression was serious but her tone was gentle as she answered him back. "I should say the same for you Spectre" the corner of her lips turned upright in a smirk. Moving past him she picked up her rag and stuffed it in her apron, her feet carrying her behind the bar. By this time she noticed he'd flicked a dagger from a concealed space and was staring at it. "I'm Alina Rodriguez and I work in the cafe' per that fact my training is at a different time as I'm sure others that work around here are. If everyone trained at the same time the battlegrounds would sure be over packed and where is the fun in training if you're falling over one another" she stated.

Two more people entered and she served them their beverages, one slipped over to the jukebox. A few seconds passed and a song came on, it was alright in beat but she preferred something else. When everyone was settled again Alina poured herself a glass of water and sipped it generously, her eyes roaming over Spectre once more before she looked away. Setting her glass off to the side so no one would mistake it as theirs she saw that she'd forgotten to stock some of the alcoholic beverages and moved to the back, through a doorway and into the kitchen area. Off to the left was another door, opening it Alina stepped inside and flicked the light on. The storage room had it's own feel to it, dank and slightly darkened by the limited amount of light. Finding the bottles she needed Alina exited and returned, placing each bottle where they were supposed to be. "What brings you here so early Spectre?" she chose to call him that, it make him more mysterious when labeled as such, or so she thought.

Alina stood up from behind the counter and eyed him, "Bottles...ah yes, you're the guy that come for them. Usually I'm not here yet, but I was asked to cover for someone today" she commented and moved over to a corner behind the bar, grabbed a small box and lifting it with ease, walked out from around the bar and held them out to him. "I doubt we'll need them back. So far shipments have been coming as scheduled, if they don't then we'll hog the bottles" she winked, smiled and moved back to a stool, slid onto it to sit and sighed. "I am a little curious though, it may be early but the cafe is still a little fuller than this. I wonder if some of the others chose to train a little longer than usual." her smile slowly faded. "I think everyone just wants to push themselves to the limits of their training so that when the war comes they are well prepared" Alina stated, wanting to believe her own words as well.

When Spectre formed the large purple dark energy in his hand her eyes immediately went to it. "Ah...so your elemental is darkness. I had hoped I'd gain that one, but I have fire" she smiled, holding her own hand out in front of her, with little concentration sparks flickered in her palm before coming alive into a large cast of flames that licked and spiraled in the air. "It took me a while to control it, but now I have total control" Closing her palm the flame exstinguished itself. "I still am a little iffy on earth, but that's the way it is" clearing her throat she slid from the stool and stretched. "Anyways I'm sure you're here to relax, not hear me babble"

Talon frowned, rolling his eyes and thinking for a moment. "Yes, I know all of that. Now, as for when you'll get paid... I'll pay you as soon as you either get that car completely cleaned off in a manner that won't attract attention or when you figure out how to get that car down into the base without attracting attention. We clear on that?" he inquired, raising a brow before wheeling over towards the subway entrance and looking down, raising a brow as he noticed the car sitting on the tracks. "Wonderfully subtle, Deryx. Wonderfully subtle," he muttered, rolling his eyes. However, even with all the snide comments and remarks, he couldn't help but smirk at Deryx's antics.

"Now... As for the dirty job... most of our jobs get pretty dirty at some point or another around here, yours is just more gory than the others. So, clean up the car and..." he muttered, his voice fading out as he noticed the subway train (which was made of high-quality iron and steel, and protected against fire and explosion, powered by high-intensity magnetics and a mix of solar and nuclear energy) slam into the car, causing it to spontaneously explode. The passengers inside the train were unharmed, though everyone in the surrounding area seemed to be either unconscious or dead. Rolling his eyes, Talon looked over at Deryx, a smirk quickly appearing on his face before it was replaced by a frown. "Fine. I'll pay you. Let's just get down to the base before we get caught... Way to blow up a subway," he muttered, rolling his eyes yet making no effort to mask the smirk he wore when he spoke about the subway exploding.

Walking towards his house, Alexander pulled out his antique pocket-watch and noted that he had several hours before work that evening. With a sigh, he lit up another cigarette and started walking at a faster pace, planning his schedule. After an hour of speed-walking, Alexander had built up a decent sweat and reached his house, a small one-story building that he rented. After punching in his security code, and switching it to the next one on his list, Alexander walked inside and locked the door behind himself. Leaving his coat and cane, sans head, by the door he walked down into his basement and dropped the stylized chrome skull on his desk and removed his shirt, revealing a gray flesh-like substance. Reaching up to the back of his neck, Alexander peeled away a layer of the substance and undid a button, letting the hanging gut sag, before pulling the entire thing off of himself revealing a slim, fit, pasty white torso.
"ah, much better." Alex said to himself as he carried the contraption over to the wall and set it down. Turning to his desk, Alex removed his glasses and picked up a slim wire hanging from the computer on his desk. With a few keystrokes Alex brought up the video recorded during his outing and started the facial recognition program on his computer to see if there had been any new faces in the crowd. While the program ran, Alex removed the glove from his right arm and set to pulling out the various items he had underneath it, wincing occasionally when something got stuck on the skin around it. For the next several hours Alex alternated between filing and organizing the information from his glasses and going through his workout routine, all the time singing the same line from his favorite song
"Paranoia paranoia, everybody's coming to get me, just say you never met me, I'm going underground with the moles, diggin' holes. Paranoia...."
At noon an alarm went off and Alex looked over, seeing that it was time for work. "Once more into the breach, I suppose." he muttered to himself as he logged his computer on to the human military website, sliding on his fake gut and black shirt as it loaded. As soon as he had logged on a video screen popped up an an old man wearing an army outfit stared out from it, disgust curling his lip. "Soligem you disgusting lump, I barely have the patience to deal with you when you're on time, let alone when you slide in several minutes late. I have half a mind to-" the old man was cut off by a loud raspberry from Alex who replied "You have half a mind period. Sir. Now if you please give me my work for today so that I don't have you reminding me that when I'm two-hundred years old I'll look just as bad as you do now." The old man glared for a moment before turning his attention to something off-screen and typing. "You'll be receiving it in a moment, I expect a full report at the end of your shift." He gruffed before closing the window. Grinning slightly at his ability to irritate the old man, Alex cheerfully began typing away deciphering intelligence reports about the goings on of the rebel and revolt troops, occasionally copying and saving an interesting file to his personal file.
*Maybe tomorrow I should try to apply for an official position in the army.... Nah* Alex thought to himself while he worked

Her eyes examined his face a moment as he spoke, her nose finally catching the scent of the iodine and the corner of her nose wrinkled some. But she nodded her head in response. "That sounds like a plan," but when he turned his attention to the group at the table across from them she caught a few words, things that shouldn't be said about anyone who was considered one of them. Gritting her teeth Alina turned her eyes and ears back to Warren. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Alina and if one didn't become a regular here at Montage then I wouldn't have work." but he rose from his chair suddenly and moved over to the table. Giving a soft irritated growl Alina filled his drink again and waited for him to return. She heard the deep throaty rumble of his tone towards the younglings and smirked some when he made his way back. It was like every male wolf to show how much ego he had, this one was no different. At least here she wasn't a piece of meat being sought after. This she was glad of. Now seated she kept her gaze level with Warren, in a wolf world this would have been considered a challenge but as a comrade for the same cause Alina knew he'd not take it as such, but there was always a chance. When he asked her if she were Lycan Alina nearly burst out laughing, instead she stifled it and smiling nodded. "We are all Lycan here, humans have their own grounds to play on." Her eyes flashed the golden hues of her more primal side. She wiped down a spot she'd spilled a little alcohol on. "I saw what you did, they deserved it, but will they learn is the bigger question. You're new, they sense it. I smell it." she pointed at Spectre. "He's one of our trainers, a well known one and tough, but our turn out wouldn't be good if he wasn't" She would've said more but a smashing sound at a table had her eyes darting to see a few broken bottles. Scoffing she gave Warren an apologetic look before moving out from behind the counter after snatching up a small bucket to clean up the mess.

Alina saw the strain in his facial muscles, a fake smile she hinted and lifted her gaze to him. But as he so willingly divulged that he was in fact not lycan a brow raised in question. This notion made her a little uneasy now, she straightened her back and kept herself at the ready. When Warren finished speaking it was Alina's turn to inform him.
"If you are not Lycan, then you shouldn't be here. Every species has their own dwellings. And it was the scent of a lycan that I came across, but since you said so yourself you are not one of us. It only leads to more questions which I wont be asking. But again since you are not lycan I'm a bit baffled as to how you managed to get in here. I'm almost positive that someone would have informed the rest of us of your presence."
Alina was growing irritable by the second, it was true she could not place his scent, something she spurned since she'd not been exposed to any other creatures besides other lycans and humans.
She'd heard that there were other creatures but never came across one so judging and knowing their scent was foreign to her. This wasn't sitting well, and Alina chose to step back at that second and excuse herself. "If you need anything else just call" With that she picked up a few beer bottles and carried them from around the bar counter and over to the table that had just filled up with a group of guys. Setting a bottle in front of each one she asked if there was anything else she could get for them.
After that Alina made herself busy cleaning up tables that were left by occupants who'd finished their drinking binge and left a mess. She didn't know how to act now with Warren, he had the attitude of a lycan, but apparently wasn't one. Now she just wished the night would end so she could go back to her dwellings. But alas another few people poured in, this was the time when everyone wanted something to numb their bodies from the pain of rough training, something to settle their minds and cool the beast within.