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[indent]"[b]Generosity like yours is very rare these days, young man. Blessed be are those who give without asking.[/b]"

[color=gray]A smile crept onto Salvyn's face, delighted at the fact that he was in the company of a rather polite crowd. There was an abundance of the baked goods, and he figured why not. The boy watched as the suit of armour formed the sign of the cross. A... Roman Catholic? It would be rude to assume - not that he'd have a problem with the scenario either way. If anything, the mage hoped that once the man knew of his origins, he wouldn't be one to condemn him to the deepest pits of hell much like what had happened to his parents once his mother was set a due date. After all, he was actually pleasant. 

Just as the brunet was about to hand the iron-man a pastry, he inserted his receiving hand into his garb.[/color]

"[b]But I've had my meal just a while ago. Anymore and I won't be able to fit in this rusty old bucket. Thank you still, my child.[/b]" [color=gray]an odd blink or three was cast in the shiny suit of armour's direction. Now, he was not one to push actions on people, and he was definitely not going to force-feed this new acquaintance through the ventilation of his helm, no. Although, he could've sworn he heard grumbling somewhere. Must've been the water still wish-washing around in his ear canals.[/color]

[color=gray]Salvyn shook his head and smiled, trying to initiate eye-contact with the man through the slits of his helm.[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]"That's nothing to worry about, sir. In fact, you don't look half as bad as you probably think! I will hold on to some of this bread until you start feeling peckish. Just let me know when you would like one."[/color]

[color=gray]A few seconds had passed until he had gotten the attention of the taller of the three. The bread was rather aromatic, and he was glad to be able to form a non-hostile environment with it. The giant turned to the boy, and he managed to give the man a quick once-over as he did so. It was a rather fascinating sight, one other people would usually deem "abnormal". Through the guise, he took note of the way his body parts were laced together with what looked like the sturdiest of strings. Scars were delicately scattered all throughout his body, forming a grotesque yet beautiful masterpiece. He reminded him of a painting. It was unlike anything Sal had seen before, so naturally he was not exactly sure whether to have been afraid or not. He watched as the brute picked up a piece of bread and nodded silently at him. The brunet nodded back at the mysterious figure, and was about to speak before the door opened abruptly.[/color]


[b]"Please please come in, you are expected. I am Doctor LeStrange. We shall adjourn to the study, feel free to warm yourselves by the fire and make yourselves some drinks."[/b] [color=gray]The name rung familiarity around his head as he proceeded to walk in with the gang he would now refer to as fellow hunters. The manor's interior was filled to the brim with the rarest of antiquities, and paintings and shelves of books he'd so adored when he was a little boy. [i]Caravaggio[/i], a rather gorgeous painting done by the hands of Michelangelo hung around the lowly-lit fireplace just in the hallway. If it wasn't for everyone else's fast pace, he would have stopped to admire the work of art for at least an hour. He was always fond of paintings, and this was no exception.[/color]

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[color=gray]The boss brought them all to the study, and began his introduction.[/color] [b]"I realize many of you may have questions and I realize that many of you are curious as to why you are all here. It would surprise me a great deal if none of you were curious as to why a stranger summoned you to an organization you've never heard of."[/b]

[color=gray]Salvyn watched as the Doctor meddle with his pipe. He put in a significant amount of effort to not take control of the match's fire and create blazing trails with it like he used to back home. The study was absolutely jam-packed with the finest of literature lined up on the walls, along with a little bar on the other side of the room. What caught his attention the most was the remarkable fireplace just mere feet away from where he stood. His nature had him gravitating towards the warming facility as he kept an ear out for any information.

The boy cleared his throat, then carefully began.[/color] [color=7ea7d8]"I've worked with your people before, sir. The Order, was it? I hunted and brought down wendigos alongside a fellow assigned to me-"[/color][color=gray] he shot a quick glance to Akio.[/color] [color=7ea7d8]"...it's a pleasure meeting you for the first time. I'd be more than happy to eradicate evil for the good of the people, but I must ask: why did you bring us all here specifically?"[/color] [color=gray]and with that, he settled himself on a couch, and with a light snap of his fingers, he instantly lit the leftover charcoal sitting in the fireplace, illuminating the room a great deal. The large bag of bread sat next to him.[/color] [/indent]


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