Alex sweatdrops a bit at that... that wasn't exactly the best of introductions... but... still. He frowns... looking over the fluid movements of the woman in black. She just wanted to... he raises an eyebrow, but keeps up his guard. "If you wanted to speak to me, there were much easier ways than that." He says... shooting a dirty look to 'Dreamweaver'.
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Yes... he's heard tales of those. And seen evidence first hand. When she works up a rage, she can tear through metal with her bare hands. That along with regeneration made her very hard to stop. She stares back... "Hmph... At least you have a spine." She says, grudgingly. Turning. "Fine, tough guy. Follow me." She starts leading him through the citadel. "I'll be handling your missions. While Silver will be handling most of your training. Lucky you, huh? You better hope Creampuff toughens you up enough, though."
She leads them to an executive elevator... which acts like a turbolift from Star Trek. Going in, up, down, around... zooming through the labyrinthine fortress. Finally it opens to what looks like a tower apartment. There are large breezy windows... sunlight... and the distinct smell of something baking. Flowers decorate the room in vases and growboxes, and the furniture is markedly... soft.
"You hear, Creampuff?" Barks out Crystal... as from the direction of the kitchen, a soft surprised noise is made... followed by the clicking of heeled shoes. Soon after, the soft form of
Silver Sanctuary herself appears, and quickly breaks into a wide smile. "Ooooh Crystal! How lovely to have you over!" She coos softly... clasping her hands together happily. "And a guest? How wonderful."
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
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