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"Er... hello."

"Did she not explain? We, ah, work together, in a way. Our organization wants to keep an eye on powerful worldhoppers, which brings me back to my original question: do you know Channelknight Fadran?"

"She got shot a little during... something about a siege? An assault? Anyway she made it back and is being healed, so I'm here for now."

"Ah, are you the girl I was told I'd find? Chrysler sends her regards. She's a little hurt but she's fine. As I've already said, I'm Crimson and I'm looking for Fadran." Crimson smiled, and reflected on the irony of a cold-blooded creature trying to inject some "warmth" into a fang-toothed smile

"I'll ask what that means later. Where's everyone else?"

"Pretty sure"

"Might want to be careful with that."

"Janice! You're ok!" He caught her and spun her around, feeling like a dad that just got home from a long time away

Jay looked around the place, trying to get a sense of what was going on. It was certainly larger than he expected for a brand new academy

Jay sighs. "They usually are. Hasn't stopped me before though"

"Correct." Crimson is surprised, but not altogether concerned or perturbed. A glowing snake appearing out of the air is far from the strangest thing he's seen.

"Many, but most recently I seem to have dropped out of the one I'm supposed to be in. I was hired to protect Aryanna and things got... a little out of hand. You might know more than me judging by that news broadcast. At this point I just feel some measure of responsibility for them, especially Janice. She's still a little kid."

"My name's Crimson. I'm told to look for a... Fadran. Do you know that name?" "As to what I am, worry not. Replicans are rare even where I come from. Think of me as just an oddity."