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[RP] For the Greater Good

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Frenchfry:
"Hmph. Next time we meet, you should be grateful if all I break is your door."
Chernobog rotated and stepped off the stool, walking to the main entrance. Pulling the doors open, he was greeted by the back of a blond-haired man in a blue suit sitting on the steps outside.
"Move aside, profligate."

Desbear:
I get to the location and see Chernobog yelling at one of our agents,I park a little away and start spying on Chernobog.

Hank:
Bastion takes a quick puff of his cigar before a familiar voice tells him to move aside. He does a quick turn to glance at the mans face.
"Bloody hell! A coincidence indeed." Bastion says surprised.
He stands up and stares at Chernobog. His profiler instinct suddenly shines out

" I didn't expect to see you here. Know this I know much about you at one glance. Your father doesn't love you, and your mother doesn't care. You are in your late twenties or in the early thirties. You are barbaric and....I don't have enough time to summarize your complex childhood. I believe you have above average strength, but your dexterity is somewhat-laughable."

He still stares intently in Chernobog's eyes.

Frenchfry:
Chernobog closed his eyes, thinking deeply. That profile wasn't perfect, but it did hit home in more than one area. Father wasn't much of a family man, and he WAS quite strong for a man.

"Dexterity? Laughable? And who are you, a mere Profligate, to made such a bold assumption of the Grand Imperial Monarch of the Temple of the Black Light?"

Hank:
Bastion does not takes his eyes off of Chernobog. He ignores the question and brings out a few cubeanZ.1412 cigars.
"Would you like one?"

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