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[color=00aeef]"Both of 'em, actually."[/color] Ben answered, after mulling the question over a second. [color=00aeef]"I had me, Sangue, Nuit, and Skye at first. Picked up a few strays after that, but started with them."[/color]

After that, though, Bastille's captain gave a long, low whistle. As hectic as his weekend had been, Luke's had been even more hectic. Somehow. He had to wonder sometimes if they didn't just attract it. If somehow they didn't just draw the insanity around them towards themselves, given all of the bizarre occurrences they had to deal with. Even at a place like Beacon it really did seem like they were magnets for [i]extra[/i] crazy.

Though, honestly, he wouldn't have it any other way. It'd be too dull.

So the blacksmith clapped his friend on the back and flashed him a grin.

[color=00aeef]"Look at it this way, man, life has to heap the crazy on us. It's the price for us just being so goddamn handsome. A terrible burden, but one we can bear."[/color] Ben's grin widened a little. [color=00aeef]"We gotta find some time to hang out. You can tell me about this Atlesian lunatic that followed you home, I've only heard the legends."[/color]

He turned the smile on Skye as the girl approached, and pulled a chair a little closer so she could still talk once she'd taken a seat. The hand not resting on Luke's shoulder gave her a friendly wave. 

[color=00aeef]"Hey, Skye, good to see you. Glad everything turned out alright with the Dionaea, that got a little hectic."[/color]