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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Merlins
Skills: Sleight of Hand[/I][/center]
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Maddy walked into thr warehouse, following in tow with Colby. He had to admit, this entire scene was sketchy. Abandoned building, out where no one could see them, kids piled up as an extremely creepy looking man stood in the center before all of them. This was either a cult, or some trafficking scheme. Either way, it didn't seem like the magical beginning that hes read in any of his books. Where was the whimsy? The mystic notings to hint something otherworldly? It was then that he wondered if tinker bell had slipped them in their food or drinks. It would explain the magic hes seen, and why her name was tink. Her "pixie dust" may of been nothing more than a hit of LSD or some other drug. Matthew took a half step back, wonderinf if he should just leave. But Colby, for now, seemed determined to stay and get some answers. 

He pressed forward, attempting to slyly grab Colbys hand when suddenly he reached to pet for his cat. Matthew played it cool, reaching his hand all the way up to comb it through his hair before settling it back down at his side. He took a deep breath and tried for it again, his hand finding purchase in Colbys as it slid down his palms and his fingers interlocked with Colbys. It was smooth and stealthfull to try and avoid prying eyes as Matthew slid in front of their grasped hands so others couldn't see what he'd done. He need this bit of courage to press forward with this looming bald man who resembled nothing of the BBCs twink. [Color=99CC00]"Merlin, I presume, are we to be armed with anything going into Arcadia? Or are we to just be thrust onto the wolves without a single Excalibur, Vernal blade, or fairy wand to defend ourselves with?"[/color]