She needed something different tonight. Been awhile since she cut loose and the Doctor was navigating her Katana through the streets as if this was second nature. Soon she reached the destination and was cutting the engine. She slid off the bike and triggered the alarm system wirelessly. The helmet was pulled off and she carries it with her past the pneumatic doors. Those Zeiss cyber-eyes scan the room a moment.

Heavied steps carried Brian further within, as he offered a nod to Raven. A roll of neck offering a soft 'cracking', as he neared the bar. His garb semi official, black BDUs and matching boots, coupled with a snuggly fit black under-armor shirt that was short sleeved and a webbed belt that kept his holstered sidearm ever near. The shades in hand were collapsed and tucked into a side pocket of his pants, as he glanced about once more. A feline and a parrot, oh my! An offered nodded to the party at the bar that had been speaking to Raven, as Brian searched for a table.

The good Doctor manages a friendly smile to Brian, recognizing him from the news casts and other events. She makes her way to the bar, "Hoi, chummer." She let herself fall into the street slang from her own time line.

"Doc, it's been a long time." Brian returned the nod to Raye. It had been a while indeed, well before he had his leg worked on, courtesy of the first Raven. Back then she had been in a chair, and he had two whole legs sans parts. Easily a few years back.

"Too long, Brian. Looking good given everything." Raye acknowledged easily enough. Times had changed for her. The implants in her own body taking credit for her ability to... well walk.

From a look over his shoulder, the hooded figure looked toward Brian, eyes focused on him from beneath his hood. With a look to Celest, a nod was offered toward her, in response to her earlier acknowledgment.

She had to stifle a snicker at the bad phrasing from the PiROT then there was a smile to the hooded figure. Now that was someone she would not forget.


Eyes had been felt-- a somewhat shiver taking hold. It caused Brian to turn a bit, his eyes settling upon the hooded one, as a brow somewhat raised. A moment or two had passed, allowing his nerves to ease somewhat as he looked to the Doctor once more, "So where've you been Raye?"

Turning away from the bar now, the hooded Admiral turned to face the elder Ravenlock, elbows resting on the bar as he silently watched him -- making it blatantly obvious that he was the focus of his attention.

"Been playing data slave to Batten." It was slang for working her tail off. "And dealing with some personal drek."

The gloved hand of Brian's flexed a tad, it was an old habit. Truth be told it was more than that-- it was a phantom pain. Though it had been months, he still felt those pains. Something Kruger said he would more than likely live with forever, despite the best work the smith had ever done as far as the eldest Ravenlock was concerned. "Edward... I've not seen him since the tower fell, and I was outed to the public as an Avenger... I miss that obsessive bastard." Then something else caught his attention, as he turned to the hooded one again and this time-- his eyes remained fixated upon the being.

"He's still as obsessive as ever." Raye murmured, then turn to the hooded figure. She stood quietly watching the brief exchange between Brian and the Admiral. It was not her scene, so she refrained from comment. That and the vampire using her blood to heal a cat left a very bad taste in the Doctor's mouth.

(tbc)