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[dragnar]

"Forgot your name? How old are you, that that is even possible?"

[Phantom]

"Forgot your name? How old are you, that that is even possible?"

"Very long story and I think I am about 28."

[dragnar]

"Ah, of course. I can relate I think... Turns out overcasting magic is very bad for your memory."

[Phantom]

"Messing up by destroying a whole company of allies is a great way for the military command to screw up your mind. In my case, toxins."

[Criptfeind]

"This is why you should not trust your mind to such a feeble things as a brain." The Worm said offhandedly.

[dragnar]

"Ah, what a vast number of ways to screw your head up the multiverse has."

[Archangel]

The unconscious man sports a "Lost in the wilderness for months" look, complete with raggard clothes and dirty everything.

Spoiler: The other arrival (click to show/hide)

Until I finish and upload my drawing, this will do.

The Sanasarian cyborg looks at the GDI soldier. "Hello. As you can see, this idiot needs a medic. I need something to eat. Where are we?"

[Phantom]

"Alright we're on an Island, that Arathinian or something called Archangel should remember.
Also, hold on, I'm a medic, I just need to know the extent of injuri-
Wait, you're a cyborg. Shiiit. Alright the bartender next door should be able to get you something to eat while he is not tending to here."
The GDI trooper points at the door to the bar. Meanwhile, Guardian gives an annoyed look at the Worm, and crushes one of the insects in his body.

[Archangel]

((What? The cyborg is asking for a medic to tend to the Arathinian, who's just received a blow to the face hard enough to obliterate his nose.))
"Thank you."
The Sanasrian goes through the door and into the bar. When he gets there, he barely reacts at all to the others in the room, though he carefully avoids going near anyone on his way to the bar. "Can I have a mug o' beer and some chips or somein'?"

[Phantom]

((Yes, I know, but GDI had problems with Cyborgs and shit in the past. I won't make anyone attack your Sanasarian, just make them slightly annoyed.))
Cole takes a look at the Sanasarian, and without responding he retrieves a mug filled with beer ((And assuming by chips you mean french fries.)) and some french fries in a bowl for the Sanasarian. The GDI Medic begins tending to the wounded Arathinian.

[Ochita]

The boy wakes up and sees the new people that have entered the bar, this time though he is not surprised, walking up to the worm he makes a gesture of wanting to go with him, after that he put his hand on his holster for the gun-like object

[Criptfeind]

((

Meanwhile, Guardian gives an annoyed look at the Worm, and crushes one of the insects in his body.[/i]

Can... can you tell me what this means? Did he just put a hand under my robes grab a insect and crush it?))

[Ochita]

Sounds... Vulgar

[Criptfeind]

((ARE YOU MOLESTING ME PHANTOM?))

[Ochita]

(Im'a sigging that)