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Robert shook Anastasia's hands. [b][color=2e3192]"The name's Mask. At least, the one that stuck on me."[/color][/b] He looked out the window, and glared at his own reflection. His mask covered most of his face, and the hood covered the rest, but a signle tuft of hair was visible. His blonde hair was a reminder of the past, jsut like everything on him. Even the landscape outside is only now, for a brief time. Then you forget it, and it becomes past, linking memories to your brain whenever you see it again. [b][color=2e3192]"I guess we both have our own share of things to hide."[/color][/b] He looked back at the girl in front of him, and examined her helmet some more. [b][color=2e3192]"You wear it to forget the present, and I wear mine to forget the past."[/color][/b] His sigh was visible through the mask, and it just gave more depth to the already troubled atmosphere. He looked at the girl's depressed face, and decided it was enough mental comfort and justification for the time being. He grabbed two glasses and poured some alcoholic beverage into one. He passed it to teh girl, and grabbed the empty one himself. [b][color=2e3192]"Here's hoping that the people we see here today, will not die by our hands. Cheers."[/color][/b] He raised the glass, and then made a drinking motion in the air. He spoke through the mask once again, now with an audible grin in his voice. [b][color=2e3192]"I'd be happy to join you, but as you can see, I am lacking the means. Please, don't trouble yourself with the details, and enjoy your drink."[/color][/b]