[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev[/color][/b][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7abab444934e1f8f30e883bdad0f71a0/tumblr_nrisnnDhEA1rmcs4lo6_500.gif[/img]
[hr][b][color=9e005d]Location:[/color][/b] Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) [hr][/center]

	[color=9e005d]“So it seems for the time being. I'm surprised too. Usually Tretiy Glaz can be so quiet for so long time for me.”[/color] Constantin nodded in agreement with Vlad. The fact that the ability seems to be speaking to him so much today had not gone unnoticed to him either. It was just weird... maybe the frequency of visions was boosted by some circumstance? Could be or it could be pure luck. He wouldn't count on some overarching reason, but who knew. 

	[color=9e005d]“Ohhh...”[/color] He replied, his eyes trailing at the direction Vlad was looking. Constantin gave a quiet sigh, but then reassuringly nodded[color=9e005d].” I will talk with him. A person vho knovs these things vill be a good thing to have. As the Great Bazhooli vishes it to.” [/color]He stated and headed off to where he had left Thalken just earlier. He shouldn't be too far away given the situation and the little time that had passed.

	The Talink boy seemed to be marching away from him so he ran after him.[color=9e005d]” VAIT, TALING BOY!”[/color] He called with clearly displeased voice, rushing after the man.[color=9e005d]” I got to ask you about a green flag vith a stag. Have you seen such a thing?”[/color] He called after Thalken. While he wasn't happy to talk with him, he also had to do it because Bazhooli wanted it. Circus above himself... Though the idea of pistol whipping Thalken was still crossing his mind. A few moments on the embers and he'd spill his beans if the need arose.