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Brian looked over his initial notes as he dimly spectated the aftermath movement with his PET waves. To be honest, there was not much, just his hunches about gangster vs paramilitary and the basic rundown of the firefight. The most important notes he deemed were the ones on the oddball pair that had showed up. For sure they were his angle in this story he thought to himself as he mulled over the situation. And regaining his composure. That too. That was important.

That was also apparently obvious to the others around as he broke from his deep thought to an offhanded "You might want to get a drink too man, you are as pale as a ghost.". Brian inwardly cured as he noticed one of the three people he was trying to track go sauntering by him, and one of the others was missing. Great. Great job you are doing there Bry, way to step it up. He sighed as he watched the guy walk over and into some bar-type-thing or another. Seemed to be styled after the old west cowboy crap. Eh, good enough for him he pondered as he looked over and considered making his way over there.

That is, until he was rudely interrupted AGAIN by one of the three people he was trying to keep track of... AGAIN.

They say two out of three ain't bad? Well he just hit three for three in not being able to keep track of them. Way to go champ.

"You know, using freedom of the press as an excuse to sensationalize this shit is pretty low. You about done, or am I gonna have to find someone to escort you out of the area?" Ms. Scary herself grumbled at him as he stood up free of the car, and finally put away his pad that she was eyeing. Last thing he needed was her to try to confiscate that. His entire notes from his meeting earlier were on there too right now. Of course, the thing was armed to the teeth with internal security (can never be too careful) but depending on her resources... he'd rather not risk it. Whelp, looked like it was time to take his leave.

"Ah, sorry about that." He smiled sheepishly at her "Sensationalize may be the wrong way to put it from where I am standing though. Someone is gonna talk, I may as well make a living out of it and get the facts straight. Leave it to the big news guys to 'sensationalize'" He smirked out of the corner of his mouth at his unintended rhyme, though admittedly, that may be the wrong decision with how she was waving that gun around. It seemed she clearly didn't want him around any longer, and wise-cracks might not be the way to go. "But I hear ya." He continued, "My work here is done so I'll get outta here so you can do yours. I think I'll be fine finding my way out of here though. I'm just gonna head over there to get a drink first. Maybe it can stop my throat from tasting like shit. Have a good one." He said that last line as he started to back away and turn from her and let out another breath, hoping not to get shot in the back. He didn't have a really good read on her yet, but she didn't seem the type to just shoot a reporter like him being an innocent and all, but.... well he did say he hadn't gotten a good read on her yet.