Mirai, laughing at the foolish lute player, stopping immediately as a man walked in the door. A strange sense of recognition rising in his mind. The orc was drawing close to the flute player, who seemed to think playing faster was the remedy to the situation.

[i] [b]A bright flash[/b].[/i]

Looking away and covering his eyes Mirai almost fell from his chair. Just as fast as the light appeared and passed, a distant memory slipped into his mind. He knew this man, he was sure of it. Standing and slowly making his way across to the door, he waved his hand - freezing the lute player and orc where they stood. The lute player pulling an absurd face of strained confidence, while the orcs axe was raised high. It wouldn't hard them, and they were still aware of their surroundings, but it helped Mirai concentrate.

He stopped a few feet from the strange man. [i]Do I know you[/i]? he thought, but said nothing.

The glasses were what seemed familiar.

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