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— Sapporo —[/center]

“I usually have friends to swing the swords for me, but even they would not fight a stranger they had just met.”

That was true, though Kallam would have no compunctions about sticking a knife in a stranger's back being the assassin that he was. He and Ben had worked well together from the very start. It would be nice to find someone to do the neccessary dirty work so that the mage could focus on more cerebral pursuits.

He looked at the girl thoughtfully. On first glance she didn't seem to be a fight, but he knew well that looms were very often deceiving. Sometimes intentionally so. Ben suppressed a shudder at the thought of the Bridgeburners’s last recruit.

“I intend to follow and see where his path takes us. At there very least we could make the weather milder.”

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[center][h3]Jared Kincaid[/h3]
— Akihabara —[/center]

He dropped the empty magazine from the pistol and calmly reloaded with a spare from behind his back. Kincaid picked up the empty after a cautious look around and then holstered both it and the sidearm. 

Then this gas went from strange to worse. Worse in that all of the destruction caused in the fight disappeared after the girl picked up the crystal left over from whatever had been killing people.

Worse again was that it wasn't going to be so easy to slip away. As if he had ever expected to be able to. A gun toting westerner would certainly stand out and people would doubtlessly remember him.

With nothing better to do than wait to get arrested when the police showed up, kincaid strolled over to the strange girl.

“I'm hoping you have a better idea of what's going on than I do.”

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