[center][color=1a7b30][h2]Aleph Banton[/h2][/color]
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[b][color=1a7b30]"I don't seem to have any time to be depressed."[/color][/b][/center]
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[center][@Zelosse][@PhoenixRising][/center]
[hr]Ah yes, the two men who would become buddies known throughout the world as troublemakers had been through quite a bit this past hour or so. There was some collateral damage and in all likelihood, they had made any situation they were involved in significantly worse than if they had done nothing at all, but dwelling on such things now was not something Aleph felt like he deserved to do. After all, he was no hero. He knew that he was little more than a phony, an imitation who could not achieve what a hero should be able to. So that is why he would try to do what he could and not sweat the small things. 

However, he did still have to sweat the big things. Like how his newfound friend decided to jump a man with little to no provocation. In both a figurative and a literal sense, this was quite big indeed. 

Aleph jumped after his pal and grabbed onto the arm holding the arrow. Due to the difference in their size, it would have been quite difficult to pull Ollie off the poor sod, so reasoning was likely required. [color=1a7b30][b]"O-Olipher, my friend.... I think we should take a step back and calm down. Someone attempting to kill you would perhaps be a bit more silent in that pursuit, no?"[/b][/color] Banton attempted to reason. Needless bloodshed was not something he wanted to see, after all. 

Of course, if this man WAS here to attack them, then Aleph wouldn't have any reason to stop Olipher. 

[center][color=92278f][h2]Heinrich Ford[/h2][/color]
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[b][color=92278f]"Hmm..."[/color][/b][/center]
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[center][@lunarlors34][@liferusher][@Spriggs27][@demonspade64][/center]

Heinrich had not died, contrary to popular belief. Rather, he became interested in the layout of this large mansion he had found himself in. He recalled reading books as a child that told of mansions with secret entrances hidden within bookshelves and the sort. Could he find some in this place, he wondered. 

Well, in actuality, Heinrich was lost. It was true he COULD have gone back to the room he woke up in and asked someone for directions, but... well, that was a bit embarrassing and he had already stormed out of the room. And so, he continued down halls and stuff, perhaps oblivious to loud noises and sorts of clashing or whatever, but that's because Famished can't actually read all the posts he's missed. It's more important to set Heinrich up as a character who didn't disappear!