[color=0054a6]Varya Chandrar[/color]

After seeing the guards go down, Varya sheathes his butterfly swords. [color=0054a6]"I came back because there are metal bars barring the way downstairs."[/color] He said in his usual monotone. He turned to the cloaked man. [color=0054a6]"Thank you."[/color] He rifled through the pockets of the incapacitated guards, finding a key on the bigger one. He then extended his hand to give the key to Veronica. Afterwards he gave a small bow to Veronica, placing his other hand on his chest. [color=0054a6]"Awaiting your command."[/color] Varya loved having someone to look up to for directions, for he was uncomfortable taking the initiative himself if it could be avoided. He usually found it easier to do whatever someone else said, especially when they were competent like the likes of Veronica.