Xander clenched his fists as he noticed the cops finally getting into action, pouring out of the building, hands on their firearms and more than ready to shoot if need be. They shouted for people to disperse from the area and let the proper authorities handle the situation. At that, all but a few of the people around Arcizo suddenly decided they didn't care enough to stick around any longer and acted as if they were going to go back about their day, Xander was grateful for this, the crowd of moving people made him stick out less. He felt like he should start relaxing but for some reason he was still on edge. Big Green returned to his side then stood in front of him, forcing Xander to have to peer around his Stand. 'What's the big deal here?' It was at that moment he noticed someone confidentially striding towards him and the others. They didn't look like someone who was coming to check out some accident, there was something about his footfalls which betrayed a cocky sense of purpose. As soon as the figure was within ear shot he shouted to the group.
"You five! The ones with the Stands! I got a teeny tiny, massively important proposition for ya!"
Xander already hated the guys voice, if his step betrayed any sense of confidence then the way he talked reeked of it. He was gonna punch this guy right into Sunday. But first, what in the hell is a Sta- Before Xander could finish his thought he noticed Big Green pointing at himself. 'Well, that clears up that then...'
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The white thing Angder noticed was almost certainly a Stand. There was no doubt about that, no one else had seemed to notice it at all, despite the fact it easily was within the view of more than a few of the people at the table. Angder spotted it again. This time it was touching the leg of the suspicious businessman! It looked sort of like one of the many arms of an octopus, right down to the strange little suckers. There was no way of telling if the fidgety man was the user or it's target. There were a few moments of silence in the board room as Wallace had taken notice of the man's nervous disposition and stared him down as the man fidgeted more and more. There was a beat, during which the tension could be sliced with a knife. Wallace had assumed Angder may have noticed the guy had something on him, and was potentially a threat. He then tore his eyes away to nod to Angder.
"I suppose you're right. The blasted heat isn't doing us any favours either. If everyone else agrees, I'd say a break is more than overdue."
Everyone else in the room nodded and as everyone stood up the white cephalopodic arm shot up straight for it's prey's head, wrapping around the nervous man forehead. He went still as the suckers made contact with the skin and his eyes went completely white.