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[center][b][color=goldenrod]"By god do I hate my life right now."[/color][/b]
[color=gray]- Finnegan Vanhorn[/color][/center]

 [color=goldenrod][i]Wonder if these are supposed to be the monsters this thing attracts.[/i][/color]

 The Timekeeper thought to himself as the spectral passengers and crewmen of the Peace Train swarmed the team of agents as soon as they landed. The grip he had on Atropos tightened as he immediately began trying to plan a course of action, with or without Orion's input. He couldn't say for sure whether or not [i]everyone[/i] weapons could lay a dent on the ghosts, much less if everyone would actually work together this time. The painful encounters with Gunther came to mind. Misplaced expectations. Maybe it was wrong of him to have so much hope.

 Speaking of which, before any form of conflict even started the train stopped again. The cause quickly made himself known, causing the machine to hold back a pained expression once he saw who it was. Elroy, accompanied by two nuns who Mika confirmed were the ones that ambushed her and murdered the late Angelie. He already got the hint of the Immortal Volcano's intentions longer before he confirmed them outright. If he's dead-set on protecting the behemoth, to the point where he was resigned to, [i]willing[/i] to work with what he could only assume was dark web espers. They were going to have to fight him. 

 No matter how Finn tried to look at it, it wasn't going to end well regardless of what everyone decided to do.

 Then, for some reason, Elroy seemed to try and lighten the mood by turning the attention towards [i]him[/i] and his reputation. Ashley responded before he could. The Timekeeper let a quiet, shaky breath slip through his lips, left unseen.

 [color=goldenrod][i]I never wanted any of this, I never had a choice.[/i][/color]

[sub][center][i][color=red]Corruption:75%[/color][/i][/center][/sub]

[color=goldenrod]"Elroy. Get out. Of the way."[/color] He spoke up as stilled as he could, shooting Elroy a look as both a warning...and a plea.