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[h3][b][color=0072bc]Bruno Bucciarati[/color][/b][/h3][/center]
[b]Location(s)[/b]: Control Center, Paradox Engine.
[b]Mentions[/b]: Ben [@Mintz], Danny [@Crimson Flame], Merlin [@ActRaiserTheReturned], Terra [@Dead Cruiser].
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Bruno listened to Ben's answer with a frown, grimacing from where he currently sat heavily upon his Stand's thigh. Ben's soul flared with renewed confidence, as the boy seemingly hit his verbal stride again, additionally claiming that he had experience with [i]time-travel[/i], among other things. [color=0072bc]"I see... You're telling the truth, so I suppose I must place my faith in your experience,"[/color] Bruno responded simply, as Ben shot an almost offhanded warning towards the old man, who'd yet to do much talking beyond voicing general confusion. It wasn't like it was the first time he'd chosen to follow the lead of someone younger than him, and besides, he was so far out of his depth with all this technology and talk of [i]alternate dimensions[/i] that it wasn't even funny. He was a gangster. In a fight, his resolve and results were matched by few, but he had a team to do what he couldn't in the past... and so it would seem again.

Bruno tensed as much as he was able, as the screens around them began to flicker into activity. Ben, in the meantime, had stepped away and was fiddling with a holographic projection of some sort from his Stan- [i]No[/i], given the truths he had heard, the strange watch wasn't a Stand like Bruno had first assumed, but despite that, the flare of confusion and flicker of his eyes indicated that Ben had indeed [i]seen[/i] [Sticky Fingers], which meant that he was either a latent Stand User... or something stranger was going on.

A noise of triumph brought Bruno's attention back to the brunet teen, as his form disappeared in another flash of strangely bubbly green light, revealing a monstrous warped vision of a crab. [i]Immediately[/i], Bruno's senses were assaulted by... almost gibberish. Whatever this form was, its thoughts and feelings raced along at a truly monstrous pace, and acute though his relatively new empathic senses were, Bruno was no master of the craft. Bruno winced harshly, as the creature -Ben- gave a prideful declaration and then made several thoughtful noises, its already racing thoughts beginning to spin up to a truly egregious pace as if it were merely an idling car one moment and then slamming the gas pedal the next. The expression a "mile a minute" seemed appropriate here, as Bruno closed his eyes and did his best to restrain a migraine from forming underneath the deluge of words and terms that passed too quickly to properly comprehend in a maddening barrage.

Eventually, the mental assault died down. The other boy had been saying something, but he only caught the tail end of it. Whatever it was, it had rung with the taste of Truth, however, so he couldn't find it in himself to be overly fussed about it. The crab was holding a black rectangular device now, a second one jutting out of one of a pair of open slots that hadn't been there prior on the control board. The crab brandished the device proudly, expanding it into a the most high-tech display Bruno had ever seen in his life... a display covering in illegible nonsense. Looking briefly abashed, the crab -Ben's- carapace opened, gargantuan amount of grey matter exposed to open air, as it began to crackle.

[color=0072bc]"[i]Hrk-[/i]!"[/color] Bruno choked out, squeezing his eyes shut at another mental spike being quite unintentionally driven into his forehead. Blinking the stars from his eyes, Bruno managed to catch what the crab was saying this time around, along with Terra's follow-up. [color=0072bc]"A-"[/color] he winced and shook his head. [color=0072bc]"[i]Paradox[/i] Engine? I pray dearly that the usage of that term is largely for show, because if not? Its capabilities seem dangerously obvious, even if the purpose of its creation is unclear."[/color]