OnlytheStrong
Explorer
"Back to our little 'think tank' then. If Nice is there, I will see what he can dig up for us, if he doesn't feel like helping........... well then I'll travel to find some new found friends." Diego leans back in the seat and closes his eyes, it seemed strange to him that he couldn't actually feel the seat. He could feel the pressure of it, but not the texture. He wouldn't be able to tell with is eyes closed if the seats were leather or cloth or even if he was sittin on someone else. He couldn't help but smile, imagine what his old contacts would think now.................