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[indent][indent][indent][color=silver][color=crimson][b]Chapter 1.[/b] [@Stern Algorithm] [@LemonZest1337] [@AngelofOctober] [@Zelosse][/color]

SkyFall took a break from his thoughts, lifting his head at the mention of his name. Vaguely, he pieced together what had been said. He stood from the bar, his gloved hands remaining on the smooth counter. [color=crimson][b] "Sure, long as Flatline can joins us. I'd like to keep her close to me at all times."[/b][/color] 

He withheld the fact that he wanted a break from the manic Karuma, whom had asked Dieselpunk for orders. Already he could tell that he'd have a hard time getting along with the guy. Yoichi was use to the silence, to being able to plan, contemplate, and actually turn a situation in his favor. When he thought about Karuma, all of those gifts and advantages went out the window. 

He looked at all beverages he wouldn't drink till he was of age, all the fine bottles and glass containers. From there his gaze landed on the bartender who seemed determined to do his job, even as the villains had begun their machinations. [color=crimson][b]"How much longer do we have till its time to go?"[/b][/color] he asked aloud, a tad antsy.

For some reason his mind wandered to Midnight. He hadn't spoken yet but he was shrouded in mystery. [color=crimson][i]Midnight? he too is a dangerous ally.[/i][/color] [/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]