The Whispering Wave's sanctum. Everyone had left Striker footing the bill and he was doing the best he could do to keep the power on until the Fateful Watch could start chipping in.
He'd invited Pelican and Miach around for 1pm. After lunch so they wouldn't expect him to serve anything, this was a serious meeting after all and he wasn't keen on getting caught up in frivolity.
He waited down on the street for them to arrive wearing casual clothes and wondering what they'd make of the place.