[@Letter Bee]

	"....Although, if someone were to have a dimensional shifter powerful enough, they could pop in anyway, right?" A stranger asks, leaning beside Osamu. This man, clad in a nice looking suit. Of course for the moment, he was trying to blend into the scene, continuing the conversation on a bit. He had a very specific look to him. Shortish, and very young looking, he couldn't of been older than 20, with long straight black hair, a pair of purple glasses, sorta like John Lennon's, and on his hand, a lot of rings, ranging from ones with demon faces on them, to ones with impossibly large gems and stones.
	Quickly, in a flash of smoke, he vanishes, and reappears on the otherside of Osamu, for more of an attempted effect at comedy, hoping to poof over as Osamu looked over at him. "Now, fellas, I aint here to cause harm. I'm here to help ya keel off Malakai, as he's been a pain in my ass too...name's.....Cornwall. Let's go with that." Cornwall says, his voice silky smooth, alluring. The sorta voice that once could easily loose themselves in listening to, if one was not careful. For any woman, or man attracted to men, this was doubly so, Cornwall's voice sending a tingle down their spine. 
	"Now then, I'm an individual with some special powers, and I'm here to warn ya....you need that group's help to take on the ol king of hearts. He's already preppin for your attack, and if you go after em with just whatcha got here, you're gonna get throttled...and I mean that in the bad way." Cornwall says. his accent thickly southern. This man...? obviously know Malakai, and was an enemy of his.