[h3][color=ed1c24]Maddox[/color][/h3]

[color=ed1c24]"So you're finally leaving, eh?"[/color] a voice came from Wes' side. Leaning against a building was the red-haired mage known as Maddox. His signature coat having been destroyed he now wore a sleek leather jacket, matching perfectly with the rest of his black clothing. A cigarette was already lit, held in his hand as he blew smoke from his mouth. His red eyes showed no emotion as he let a moment of silence take the conversation. [color=ed1c24]"Didn't take you for a big-picture kinda guy."[/color]

He stopped leaning on the wall and approached Wes casually, taking a quick drag on his cigarette. [color=ed1c24]"Ya know..."[/color] he began, moving his free hand into his pocket and removing a small, red cube that appeared to be made of plastic. [color=ed1c24]"Just because you're leaving doesn't mean you're gone."[/color] Maddox gave the cube a light toss towards Wes, making it an easy catch. [color=ed1c24]"I know you aren't a quitter. By the way... you've gotten older. You're older than me now."

"Did you get any stronger? Or does it not work like that?"[/color] Maddox flashed him a grin, before taking another drag on his cigarette. [color=ed1c24]"I'm just playing. Anyways, you're a free man. You can do as you please. I'll be sticking around. Someone's gotta save these guys when they need it."[/color] The smile faded away now, the neutral expression from before returning in its stead. [color=ed1c24]"I can do you one last favor. Blink to another town or something like that. I'm sure you can't just lead a normal life, considering your history, so you might want to think about where you're going."[/color]