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 [i][b][color=Goldenrod]"Holy absolute units, Batman!"[/color][/b][/i]
 [color=gray][i]Current Location: Von Carnage Mansion, Concrete Barrier >> Wine Cellar[/i][/color]
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[Center]13 | Male | Freelancers | Clockwork Soldier
Aeterna | Sword | Physical | Swift and Keen
Clockwork Jacket | Industrial 
Chronosphere | Lightning | Overclock 
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)] Damage (2), Damage X (6), Slow Fall (4), Blink (4), Restrain (4), Minor Heal (4), Heal (16), Quicken (0), AoE (2)

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 750[/center][/hider]
 While the others were talking, Fable waited quietly, and patiently. Klava's question for some food post-mission did earn a rose brow from the boy, but he expected the laid-back nature regardless. Surprisingly, Maverick was down for the idea, even offering to let the freelancers hang at their lair if the mansion ends up a no-show. [color=goldenrod]"If anything, we can still swing by that Nerine Vista place if you want!"[/color] The Timekeeper offered up to the maiden. He hadn't heard anything from his sister yet about it. Maybe she was too busy at the moment? 

 He looked over to the other espers. The harlequin looking lady, Tetrad seemed cool enough. Then there was Pepsi Man without the bodypaint. The unnatural muscles would've been a [i]slight[/i] cause for fear if his head didn't look shrunk in comparison.

 The boy tried his best not to snicker. 

 Luckily the last of his new acquaintances actually approached him theirself. At the sound of the Protector's greeting, Fable turned to face the...surprisingly tall figure in armor. His eyes widened behind his goggles, looking up to them in the face. He was already a bit short, but the difference in height was kinda intimidating. Well, if not for their kind greetings. A gentle giant. The boy shook Protector's hand. Not too firmly, but just enough. [color=goldenrod]"The Timekeeper, o-or just Timekeeper is fine. But my friends just call me Fable anyways."[/color] He introduced himself with a crooked smile. Yet they would not have any time left to talk further. It was time to head in.

 Billy cleared the way for them before they ended up in a wine cellar. Seemed quiet enough, at first. The boy looked around, wondering if they could do anything with the kegs, if they were full anyways. Might be full of something poisonous as far as he was concerned. There was an eventual fork in the road that led to two types of trouble. A bunch of pyromancers that could burn the place down and take the group with them, and a regal looking huntress with a robotic butler. On one hand, the Pyromancers might be magi, but on the other...

 Maybe it's a bold move, stupid even, but maybe he can talk the huntress into standing down if she's just a hired gun. Hopefully she's just a hired gun.

 Choose your words carefully.

 The boy scoffed. [color=goldenrod]"'Just more vagrants'? is that any way to treat someone else from the higher-class??"[/color] He chastised the pair's behavior, a fist resting on his hip. The huntress did give off the vibes of a noble. [color=goldenrod]"You should know better than to assume, looks can be quite deceiving these days!"[/color] He shot them a quick [s]hypocritical[/s] pout. He wasn't afraid of the fact that she could fire at any second. Fable folded his hands behind his back, one still holding his weapon. He slowly began his approach. [color=goldenrod]"Although, I must say. That is a fine piece of machinery, if I ever seen one! I assume you're his creator??"[/color] He innocently asked, internally thinking through differents plans at once. If his gamble seems to work, he'd keep at it. If not, he could only hope it stalls her long enough for someone to attack, or for him to avoid getting shot at most.

 And more importantly, he hoped the others wouldn't notice the little truth weaved into his acting.