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Ian pulled his finger back cautiously, standing up straight and putting his hands in his pockets as he thought. "So I can't touch it, but I need to get it... What if I was wearing gloves, would that make a difference?" His brow furrowed as he mentally tried to work out the riddle right in front...

Ian gasped as everything around them changed, looking like a neverending sea of glass upon which they stood. His eyes trained on the locket quickly, examining it then the cylinder beneath it. "I'm no expert by far, but I'm highly doubting that I can just walk up and grab it without some sort of...

Ian paid close attention to the man that TMITM had pointed to, watching him repeat himself in exactly the same way as if he were programmed to do it that way. He broadened his scope and realized it wasn't just that man that was acting like a video tape on a loop. Things were happening the same...

Ian chuckled a little bit as the Man smiled, looking out over the people in the casino and the casino itself, trying to find something out of place. The more he payed attention to the people here and to the events taking placing among them, he realized something was off. He mumbled quietly...

Ian nodded as The Man spoke, chuckling a bit at his comment about him having lasted this long. "Though I am mortal, I've been around for quite a while." He laughed aloud as he spoke of hurting him, "Don't count on it. I'm not afraid to die or of torture." He coughed a bit, "I've been tortured...

Ian chuckled a little at The Man's question about his sword, responding, "What they don't know...", then lifting his hands quizzically and shrugging. He nodded as The Man spoke again. Ian looked down at his hands as he rematerialized inside some casino, sucking in a deep breath then turning to...

Smiling abruptly, Ian pulled one of his daggers from his wrist guard, flipping it in the air repeatedly and thinking, "This is going to be fun." His smile faded as he looked at the mirror again, taking off his sunglasses and staring into the darkness where eyes would be if this Man even had any...

Ian shook his head as he poured himself some gin from a small bottle into a whiskey glass. "Sounds like a lot of B.S. for a little necklace. This thing must be pretty powerful." Sitting on his bed and looking into the mirror on the wall across the room from him at The Man, he continued. "So are...

Nodding and stepping up to the entrance door of his hotel, he entered and walked toward the elevator. As the elevator doors slid closed Ian said, "Okay. Los Angeles. So what am I up against besides enchantments? And what is this artifact I'm going to be looking for anyway?" The elevator came to...

Nodding and sliding his throwing dagger back into his wrist guard, Ian teleported back to where he was standing before, picking his sunglasses up off of the concrete and putting them back on. "So where exactly is this artifact?" As he asked the question he allowed time to its normal speed...

"Oh, is that so? I can help you, huh?" Ian pulled one of his throwing daggers from his wrist guard, letting his shades fall to the concrete as he flung it directly at the Man's head, teleporting almost simultaneously behind where the shadowy figure stood and catching his own blade. "Interesting...

Slowly stopping and turning around as the somehow unnatural voice spoke, Ian felt the air around him grow colder, then removed his sunglasses to better the see the dark figure in front of him. "Who..or should I say what are you?" As his blinding eyes stared into the dark man's, he used his mind...

Ian sat lounging in a booth within a restaurant he'd recently found, not entirely familiar with this city but he was here for now so he'd found himself a place to relax and drink. Sipping at his glass filled with whiskey, his eyes glowing slightly from beneath his sunglasses as he leaned back...

Name - Ian Silver Appearance - Height: 6' Weight: 175 lbs Eye color: Extremely light blue Hair color: Black Passive Ability(s) - Natural nightvision: he can see clearly and easily in the dark. Blinding eyes: if you look into his eyes, you go blind temporarily. Active Ability(s) -...