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Bill seemed to completely gloss over the fact that Varnan had come in. He didn't comment on him walking in through the snow, or that he was glad Varnan made it. Maybe he wasn't that kind of man, but he didn't even react to Varnan's presence. And there was good reason for that, it seemed. These two people who walked in were reasonably put off by his presence. He wouldn't intrude normally, but he felt the situation over in Cloverfield called for that.

[quote=Bryn][color=b23b07]"And if you're here for [I]somethin'[/I] else, we got it handled. Bill's one of ours."[/color][/quote]

[quote=Elara][color=00FFFF]“Haven’t seen you since the cataclysm.  What brings you round these parts here?”[/color][/quote]

[color=f94f61]"I don't mean to impose, I won't be staying long,"[/color] he assured. [color=f94f61]"Werewolves are migrating east from here, into Cloverfield. Some are risking lives being there, and I know they've stopped through here first almost every time when they come down the mountain. I called Bill before coming this way, so I could ask if he knew anything about this."[/color]

And of course, not acknowledging Varnan's presence, a [i]wrong[/i] smile spread over Bill's face. He remembered this man from the cataclysm, a stout and stern fighter who wasn't the type to smile. That grin on his face looked downright alien. And one of the two women caught on rather quickly. [i]Good.[/i] The mockery of Bill started running its mouth about dreams, about [i]Bill's[/i] memories and the cataclysm. It made Varnan stand on edge, so he reached into his pocket for his Timepiece, right around the same time that Elara summoned a magical bow. They [i]were[/i] in the fight back then, it seems. Most people in this area who were paranormal at the time were down in the streets fighting Nyrah. It was good to see some were still around.

[color=f94f61]"You heard the lady,"[/color] He warned as he stepped off to the side, not only to give Elara a clear shot if she decided to go for it, but to corner the imposter. In his hand, Varnan held a pocket watch made of tarnished silver, emblazoned with the symbol of the Butterfly. Coral pink light shimmered around his hands as he prepared to shut down any attacks it would make. [color=f94f61]"I asked Bill before driving here, and you didn't even recognize me, did you? Answer her, [i]where is he?"[/i][/color]