*:･ﾟ✧ a starter for @doctornota ✧･ﾟ:*
Obviously Regis expected that making connections in, let's say, less respectable parts of the city could potentially be dangerous. He's not new to this. That said, it's been a while since he entered a situation like this unarmed with either information or, well, his arm, so a sudden negotiation breakdown was less than ideal.
Oh well, if nothing else he can at least map out the streets for future use as he weaves through them, sounds of gunfire hot on his tail. Swerving into an alley, he almost collides with someone, stopping himself at the very last second. A bullet whizzes past where his head just was, chipping a brick by the alley's entrance.
"Wouldn't stay here if I were you, my good man!" Voice chipper as always, Regis claps the stranger on the shoulder before moving past him, already breaking into a sprint.
(He does slow down just a little bit, to make sure the man actually runs after him).
