[center] [h2] [color=silver] Ferrin Astra [/color] [/h2] [/center]

     Ferrin didn't answer Jamie right away. Instead he just stood there for a moment, posture reaxed with his mecanical arm in a pocket and hidden from sight in the reddish orange light if a rather beautiful sunset. He then sighed, and reached into a pocket slowly. His hand came out with a pack of cigarets, which he flipped open and pulled on out with his teeth. He replaced it and reached into a differnt poket for a lighter. He proceeded to light his cigaret as he stood there with his back to Jamie, considering what to do. He also noted the presence of someone on the rooftop. As he did, another loud man walked up and asked a question.
 
   Ferrin made up his mind. [i]To hell with the lies. At least Jamie need to know.[/i] He thought. He blew a little smoke, and said, [color=silver]"Oh that? That was me."[/color] Usually, Ferrin would attack fist, but he wanted now to resolve this with little violance. Since Jamie would mostlikly interfere and few sane people would pick a fight with a guild master, Ferrin hoped that the newcomer would leave to get backup or somthing. But, just in case, he shifted slightly, prepared for any sort of attack the newcomer would use. 

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