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[h2][color=silver]Ferrin Astra[/color][/h2]
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[center][h2]Ship to Tenrou Island[/h2][/center]

Ferrin's brow furrowed at the boy's monotone explanation. He lowered his sword and dismissed the lightning enchantment, judging the threat to be diminished. [color=silver]"I follow. You mistook me for someone else and lost control."[/color]

[color=silver][i]Edolas...Edolas...Where have I heard that name before?[/i][/color] Ferrin thought, absentmindedly tapping the hilt of his sword against his leg.

[b]Page 1345, Chapter 112 of Maddox the Mad's Treatise on Alternate Realities.[/b] Came the unexpected reply.

Carefully keeping his expression unchanged, Ferrin focused inward. [color=silver][i]Ah, I remember now. Fanciful dreams of flying cats and floating rivers between theories of grey aliens and penguin-men. The man was indeed mad.[/i][/color]

[b]Not as mad as you think.[/b]

Ferrin blinked. [color=silver][i]There was truth to his madness?[/i][/color]

[b]Some.[/b]

Ferrin was aware that the silence was growing.

[color=silver][i]Could this boy have met someone who looked like me?[/i][/color]

[b]Not just like. An alternate version.[/b]

[color=silver][i]So that means...[/i][/color]

To Karn and Edarn, it just seemed like Ferrin had spaced out for a moment.

Ferrin refocused on Karn. Looking closer, the description 'boy' was inaccurate. He looked to be about twenty, only six or seven years younger than Ferrin himself. Strange, Ferrin felt older. Technically he was, but he didn't actually live all those years. This man also had somewhat feminine features, explaining the difficulty he had earlier placing their gender.

[color=silver]"A flimsy excuse, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."[/color] Ferrin said with shrug. [color=silver]"It was only a punch, thrown in misunderstanding. I have had far worse."[/color] Renewed humour sparked in his eyes and he smirked. [color=silver]"Besides, you hit like a girl."[/color] After saying this, he held out his metal hand in a gesture of peace. [color=silver]"No hard feelings?"[/color] In truth, Ferrin wanted to hit him back--the man's earlier blow hurt like hell--, but Ferrin was far more interested in what Edarn had to say then in pursuing a petty grudge.

[@Silver Fox]