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[color=0076a3][b][h2][center]Edward O’Connor [/center] [/h2][/b][/color]
[color=0076a3][b][h2][center][color=0076a3][b][h2][center]Edward Philip O’Connor [/center] [/h2][/b][/color][/center] [/h2][/b][/color]

The historian didn’t like the look the woman was giving her.  It was scary and reminded him of bullies in his past who would prey on young Eddie. Perhaps his uneasiness came from the sword that hung around her waist. "[b]Dude, what are you doing? Run, she's Banu Haqim. She's gonna kill you.[/b]" A voice blurted out, making him look behind him. But there was no one there. 

He didn’t think he would make a very good soldier; if anything, he would be better suited to a clerical role. He watched her roll a chalkboard with scribbling of what he believed was some sort of desperate plan.  Edward took a moment to study the plan and try to make sense of its meaning. 

He was aware of the Camarilla and their ongoing conflict with the Anarchs. During his first few nights, he researched the people involved in the conflict, as well as the different clans. His train of thought was broken when Ezra mentioned the act of killing. He looked quite flustered since the thought of murder was the last thing on his mind. At most, he would kill a bug, and even then, he would hesitate even to touch it. 

[color=0076a3]” So what is the plan?”[/color] He asked after what seemed like a deafening silence to him.