Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140903154828/@comment-29458028-20140925055256

Francois silently swore to himself and muttered "should have taken those damned melatonin pills. At least my hands wouldn't move."

As of late, he couldn't quite understand, but he was losing his equilibrium. He knew he should have left Claire to fight the future vampire, but somehow, his gun hand acted as it did.

In fact, he would have went toe to toe with the armored bastard and killed him or died trying. Something totally risky, out of character and stupid.

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Levithiel said "oh no, pretty lady, you we are all equal. Your choice to join the AD was a good one! No need to call me lord, although my brother likes to hear it. I hate it though."

"Just call me Levithiel, or Levy for shorts. Take this, it's useful and you'll need it. We are going back to linear time to succeed where I alone failed. What's your name?"

Levithiel handed over a bracelet like device. It was an older incarnation of his dimensional band. It would allow for time walker tracking, teleporting from the linear time and back, warding physical attacks and creating a small, sharp wristblade. It would also get shorted out by electricity.

"Don't ever lose it, or you won't be able to come back. Take my hand when you are ready."

(Nah, you can't use it do make energy scythes or throwing knives.)