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[b][u][H1][color=c4df9b]Corvus Rodin Helstrom, the Arclight[/color][/H1][/u][/b]
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Location: Inside a dilapidated building
Interaction - Quasar[/center]

[quote]"Arclight!" Quasar barked cheerfully. His voice crackled and popped as though it was being fed through an old timey radio. "I'm so glad you were nearby. I've found the base of operation of some nefarious drug runners for the Tracksuit mafia. You know, the ones who refer to everyone as their brother? I believe if we worked together, we could make short work of it." [/quote]

And just like , Corvus yelped, almost shrieked in a high pitch even. [color=c4df9b]"Ah! Lord lovin... Bloody hell mate, you just nearly scared me to death!"[/color] Corvus had nearly slid and fell down backwards towards the dusty concrete floor at Quasar's sudden zooming. He swore that he just spotted the cosmic entity floating in the street below and now that he was nearly out of the door... 

[color=c4df9b]"Okay, okay, I see. Tracksuits, doing their typical business in the city. In Christmas season... of course. That's just par the course for them, bloody idiots. Alright, love, we will have to show these strangely wholesome yet annoying tracksuit wearers the reason why drugs are bad."[/color]

Corvus looked down, quietly placing his hand on a holstered pistol, causing it to glow in a gold shine, if only a little bit. [color=c4df9b]"That, and I'm a bit bored with nothing to do. Alrighty then, lead the way, space person."[/color]