Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160411003713/@comment-24736819-20160421190236

Stark still had a few good minutes until Mr. Li started to search for him at the Shop, so he took some time flavouring the well-deserved breakfast.

He glanced out the coffe shop through the window and for a moment he thought he had seen a familiar face. Stark shook his head in disbelief before trying to focus at the same spot again, only to realize that the person he spotted wasn't even slightly similar to his acquaintance.

He patted his right pocket before getting his phone from within it, quickly unlocking the screen to check his bank account.

"Still rich as fuck... Not even a nibble.", he frowned, locking the screen and shoving the phone into his pocket once again only to have it ringing seconds later.

"...", a greet of good morning in cantonese quickly gave up who the caller was.

"Waì..., Mr. Li", Stark answered and proceeded to speak with his boss in his mother tongue, lowering his tone so people couldn't hear him speaking. Despite being a generally nice man, Mr. Li insisted to speak with Stark in cantonese because the hacker made the mistake of revealing his prowess with the language. Stark, on the other hand, prefered people not to know he did spoke other languages besides the country's mother tongue... if the wrong person listened it could somehow trigger a memory that would lead the said person into the hacker's past and that was just unacceptable.

Mr. Li told him that it wasn't necessary for Stark to work today, since his niece came all the way from Hong Kong to spent the day watching the Great Parade with her beloved old uncle. Stark protested for a bit, but seeing that protesting wasn't going to do the trick he simply gave up and agreed with the unwanted day off. He hang up the phone a bit violently and shoved it back into his right pocket before resuming his breakfast.