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[LordPorkins]

Libra is used to detect the Subject's Absorbed Elements, Weaknesses, and Immunities.

It also does nothing right now! Yay!

[S34N1C]

"eyy man, itz nawt nize 2 pok ppl."

[Shadestyle]

"Extraordinary~ It seems the subject is immune to not only most forms of physical harm by way of subversion, but that it can also resist the abilities of information gathering magics, lending credence to both the theories of mind control in the case of locking down magics, and reality warping via the disabling of magic without the use of the "Silence" spell."

[vishdafish]

Rok Smasha looks disgruntled and somewhat disgusted at the Generic Man's poking.
"Yu give me my smasha now little man, or I eat yu."
He shouts, inadventently spraying him with a mouthful of spit and his foul breath in the process.

[LordPorkins]

The spit somehow bounces off the man

[UXLZ]

Rather downcast at even his mightiest warcry's ability to affect anything, Beau takes a little potshot at Sphere's way of talking.

Oh god, your technobabble is giving me a headache. Man immune to magic. Man immune to being socked in the jaw. Man immune to giant disgusting troll slobber. Is it really so hard to say?"

[vishdafish]

Apparently enlightened by Beau's words, Rok Smasha looks at the man in a new light, slowly uttering the words:
"Is magic man?"

[Sosoku234]

"Whoa. That's... like... WHOA!!"

[S34N1C]

Merx walks up to the generic man

eyy man, can i hav mye fone back? i got ladeez 2 cal iv u kno wut im sain [;V][;V][;V]

[Wozzy]

Laila giggles. Silly meatbags with their organs and brains still intact.

The man pokes Laila's armor.

Good luck taking my brain, mortal.

[UXLZ]

Seemingly noticing freaky-cube-thing Merx for the first time, Beau's vigor is restored by irritation. Motioning to Sphere, he voices his thoughts.

"I spoke too soon, keep doing what you're doing. The way you speak and sound isn't even even in the same KINGDOM of annoyance as this thing. You mentioned something about "Silence" earlier. Any chance you could cast it on that disproportioned bad-excuse-for-a-rubik's-cube abomination over there, old chap?"

[LordPorkins]

The guy puts away his baton
“Instances all meet specified emotional designations. Proceedin-”


He is interrupted by the door opening. A semi-elderly goateed man with an extremely strange purple and orange suit pokes his head in.

“HULLO! I'm here to take over for you now.”

GenericMan seems surprised. Well, his eyebrows raises exactly 1.25 centimeters.

“I was not informed of an replacement. My contract dictates I have exactly 6000 units until my-”

“Yeah yeah yeah, well there's been a change. Get out of here, go file papers or jump rope with intestines or whatever it is you mortals do.”

Goatee pushes GenericMan out the door and closes it on him. He then fixes his suit and turns to look at the motley crew who up until now he's been ignoring.

[Sosoku234]

"Yo, what's up, my man."

[UXLZ]

Beau noticed the color of the man's suit and was immediately defensive and suspicious, narrowing his bright red eyes. Purple and orange... Those were carrot colors.

[Shadestyle]

"My speech is for my benefit, not yours.  I have to gain and record knowledge to further the pursuit of power via spheres.  I am no Sycophant, and I won't dumb down my speech for your sake."

"Now, all things considered, There is little I can do.  I leave it in more capable hands to preserve our livelyhoods and lives."

"And no, to create the Silence Spell, I would require A black Magic II Sphere, obtained only through the remains and refinement of Level II Black Magic Spells, and moderately strong monsters."

"And I dislike your attitude far more than his speech besides, Concise, Honest, and Complete depiction of one's intent and information is to be respected, despite their odd vernacular."

"Now, on to the newcomer, I trust you are more verbose than our previous 'poke-er'?"