Integra nodded absentmindedly, wondering how often events like that might go down. Velera seemed onto him, and even decided to voice it.
"It's annoying that you pretend."
"It's annoying that you presume," he stated simply. A swarm of tiny robots, nanites, arose from Blackheart's coat and began to clean the room to the best of their ability, even going so far as to rearrange molecules and rebuild the broken furniture. "We all have our reasons Velera, test not mine."
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located in Shadow's Guardian, a part of The crowhunters, one of the many universes on RPG.
Ah, welcome traveler. Sit down and have a drink, rest your tired bones and take a break from the busy city!