"Every item has a price, you just need the right person to name it." Dorian said putting his arms about Dexion before putting his chin on the man's shoulder. "I just so happen to know someone who likes 'priceless' items. The question then is what's in it for us? We are going to get a cut aren't we? The payment is going to be split what...seven or eight ways? I'm a man of numbers, and honestly those numbers seem a bit small to me. I think we'll-"
"We're in. I am that is. Got to pay the bills somehow right? I can't afford to let an opportunity pass." The silver haired man answered the tattoo shinning brightly on his face as it caught the light.
"Amatus..." Dorian whined. "I told you money isn't an issue...."
"Then this will give you something to do."
"I do have something to do, anything but this." But as the Dexion seemed to pout Dorian's attitude changed slightly. "Fine...we will do it."

(Ping...)

Reilly looked around once more, and gave her final nod of approval to Callum. She was satisfied with his choices, and she would test their skills later. For now, she just needed to know everyone was in. Her vivid green eyes followed everyone talking again, before she pulled her chair up and stood up. She gave a final look around, before she cleared her throat.
"Thank you Callum, I see you've done a good job picking your people." She gave a hint of a smile, but it faded as she crossed her arms. Well, here goes nothing. She didn't look like much, sure, but when has that ever stopped her anyways?
"Nice to meet you all, after those classic middle school greetings, I do believe I have much to learn about all of you. The name's Reilly McCue." She paused once more, and glanced from Callum again to everyone else individually.
"Also, I'm glad to hear you're all in. Despite what it looks like, I'm the one holding title of leader. I asked Callum to contact and gather some people that were capable in the areas we needed. Judging from appearances alone, I think you all have capability. We'll see if that's true here pretty soon."
Reilly put on a brave and strong figure, but inside she was a little shaken. Talking to people had never been her strong point, and despite her countless reminders to herself, she worried for her identity.

(Sorry for being so late >-<")

((Reminder for posting! Don't want to move too fast))

((I'll have to post after school))

Ethan lounged on the booth as he gazed at Callum. A smirk was on his face as he listened to the explanation. Then he sat up, more alert. "I'm in. Can't pass up an opportunity like this." He looked at the one girl who'd introduced herself as Alia. "Ha, I doubt you're nobody or else you would never be invited to such a secret meeting."

Hearth was hesitant as he sat there. He thought he'd turned his back on his criminal life. But now he wasn't so sure, since part of him was tempted to join in. He rubbed the back of his neck as he remembered he was short on money. This could really help him. "I guess I'm in...."

(Poke..?)