|Arthur Sweeney (opprobrious) wrote in portentousic,|
Arthur was up to his eyeballs in things he needed to do. He had all of the businesses to check on, had to eventually check on his chemist to make sure the young man hadn't blown himself up in that basement of his that was now also their HQ─so he better not─and had a technopath he had to see about buffing their cyber security. He knew Mariana had recruited her, though given what she could do and it being in need, had made sure to send word that he needed to speak with her. Unfortunately, it had to be at Mirage, because that's where he was today, making sure things were still flowing smoothly.
Mirage was loud. Obnoxious. And somehow still full of fools that couldn't find anything better to do with their time now that they were stuck in Red Row. This was definitely not his scene, and thus he remained in the back and discussed various things with the staff and Ghost members that were in the area.
Most of the people in the area just gave her a look when she asked for him, expecting her to know what he looked like. Someone finally pointed her his way, while the woman he was currently speaking to glanced up and pointed towards the young blonde that had entered the room.
Arthur turned to look at the teenager in overalls and arched a brow. He then checked his watch and gave a nod of understanding. "Ah, yes." The woman knew to leave him as the blonde approached─they could continue to discuss supplies later.
Glancing the small girl up and down, Arthur gave a nod. "You are... Kittie?" He tried to recall the right name. That's what he had been told, he was mostly certain.