[Ikin]

Shawn Theodore Pent
Sports bar, downtown

Shawn Pent sat on a stool, sipping a nonalcoholic drink and watching the Chargers game. He and the other patrons cheered as they scored a goal.
"Yo, Shawn!" someone yelled.
Shawn turned and saw a tall man in his early twenties with sandy blond hair standing in the doorway, holding a box in one hand and a beer in the other.
"Hey, Rick!" Shawn walked up to him and gave him a high-five. "Just watching the game."
"Awesome, happy birthday, man." Rick handed Shawn the box. It was heavy and plainly packaged. "We can finish it up in your apartment."
Rick and Shawn walked out on the busy street. Just ahead was Shawn's apartment building, which had a pool and a view of the ocean. They discussed idle topics such as the weather, sports and politics, Rick hovering above the street slightly.
They reached the lobby of Cairo Apartments, were they were joined by Shawn's neighbor and friend Jean, a plump asian woman.
Shawn, Rick and Jean went into the elevator, walked through the hall, and came to apartment 1003.
Shawn's apartment was clean and modern. There were two large patios, one in the bedroom and one in the main room, where a large group of people were currently gathered. There was music playing, the game was on, and the room was filled with the buzz of talk.
The party went on for hours, and many people left drunk. Shawn, who had been sober for months, waved the lasted person goodbye, and went to bed thinking about how good his life was. His thoughts soon turned to Riley, however, and how she was suffering. Shawn sighed, and turned off the lights.

[Ikin]

Shawn woke up the next morning with a headche. He had a dream in which beings made of lightninng chased him and dumped him into a vat of acid. Shawn rubbed his eys,rolled out of bed, and began getting ready for work.
Unlike his last job, at the advertising department of a banking firm, which was very boring, Shawn actually looked forward to his career at a private advertising agency.
Shawn got into his shiny new Honda, and drove to work humming a tune he had heard on the radio last night.
As he walked into the lobby, he was greeted b the cute secretary, Kate, and handed Shawn a few slips of paper. He arrived at his desk on the third floor and looked trough the stack. Three of them were paperwork, one was a memo, and two were ltters from clients saying that they have accepted his work. Shawn smiled as he read these. Things were definitely looking up for him.

[Kylixer]

John Bonner

Working on a tip from the man above, John had found his way to Shawn's place of work. Parking his black 300C across the street, he got out of his car and buttoned his jacket.

Once he entered the building he asked the secretary where Shawn's office was, and she promptly told him where to go.

He walked up to his office and knocked on the door...

[Ikin]

Shawn heard an abrupt knock on the door, and he frowned. He wasn't expecting anyone. "Come in," Shawn said hesitantly.

[Kylixer]

John Bonner

John walked into the room and immediately began closing any blinds so that nobody could see in the room.

"Trust me, you'll want this in private Acid-boy." John looked at Shawn. "Yes, I know your secret, in fact, that's precisely why I'm here."

[Ikin]

OOC: Haha, acid-boy.

BIC: "Hey, what the hell!? Who are you and what do you want?"

[Kylixer]

John Bonner

"Me? You can call me John..."

John sat in the chair across from Shawn made for his clients.

"We have interest in your abilities, we know what you can do, and your extents. The question is, do you know your extents?"

[Ikin]

"Of course. I produce acid that can burn through anything. That it's. Now why are you so interested in me?"

[Kylixer]

John Bonner

"Hmm" John said sarcastically. "You say you create acid that burns through anything. Without a lab no doubt. Now, I wonder why anyone would be interested in that."

John leaned back, a smug smile on his face.

[Ikin]

Oh no, oh no, oh no. "What do you want me for? I won't do it."