Distraction and Observation (Manifesto)

[Legione Sumus]

Omar Tarek

Omar wasn't a rich man, but he had been trained in how to infiltrate such places.  He wore a fashionable suit as he entered Block 1 of Manifesto. The Jackal had expressed interest in a key of sorts.  Omar hadn't asked much.  Ultimately he didn't need to.  This was a distraction from his main mission in Moscow, so Omar was slightly irritated at having to be here.  He understood, however, Giovanni's desire to remain in the shadows  It was a momentary disctraction, and in the scheme of things, it didn't compromise the more important goal.

Omar was here for business, so he showed the proper identification to be escorted to the private booth where a gentleman waited, checking a pocket watch.  Pocket watches weren't really a thing anymore.  Although some still kept them and utilized them.  If Omar was a betting man, he would place a wager on this guy being the Archivist - the third party in this transaction.  Which meant the seller had yet to arrive.

Omar took a seat in he both, only nodding at the man in greeting.  Omar was a man of few words, and felt no need to talk at this point. Likely the Archivist was used to this.  He probably meant everyone from the most talkative to the least. This was a business meeting, and without their third companion.  Their business had yet to start.