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<blockquote data-quote="Anabstercorian" data-source="post: 235801" data-attributes="member: 2550">Steven HiggensBefore any of you react to Alex's rant, there's a knock at the door, short and terse.&nbsp; Alex looks up and goes towards the door.&nbsp; &quot;That must be Steven,&quot; he murmurs.&nbsp; He opens the door to reveal a slightly sleepy looking young man with thick hair and prominent sideburns, wearing clingy, casual black shirt and slacks that contract with his white sneakers and hair.&nbsp; Despite this, he doesn't hold your attention overmuch - His wild hair seems to be a last ditch effort to be noticeable.&nbsp; Even so, he lacks presence.&quot;Hey there, uncle Alex.&nbsp; This where everything got weird?&quot;&nbsp; He sniffs the air twice suddenly, and his eyes go wide.&nbsp; &quot;What's with the smell?&nbsp; Spill something staining?&quot;Alex bites his lip.&nbsp; &quot;You could say that...&quot;Steven pushes in to the room, flashes an innocent, friendly smile, and gives a sort of half-bow to all of you.&nbsp; &quot;Hi, I'm Steven.&nbsp; You're all friends of Alex?&nbsp; He's my uncle.&quot;&nbsp; Abruptly you notice that he openly sports a pistol on his hip, and a pair of magazines on the opposite side.&nbsp; Those of you who are especially knowledgable in such things recognize it as a Model 17 - Not actually legal for civilian use, technically...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Anabstercorian, post: 235801, member: 2550"] [b]Steven Higgens[/b] Before any of you react to Alex's rant, there's a knock at the door, short and terse. Alex looks up and goes towards the door. "That must be Steven," he murmurs. He opens the door to reveal a slightly sleepy looking young man with thick hair and prominent sideburns, wearing clingy, casual black shirt and slacks that contract with his white sneakers and hair. Despite this, he doesn't hold your attention overmuch - His wild hair seems to be a last ditch effort to be noticeable. Even so, he lacks presence. "Hey there, uncle Alex. This where everything got weird?" He sniffs the air twice suddenly, and his eyes go wide. "What's with the smell? Spill something staining?" Alex bites his lip. "You could say that..." Steven pushes in to the room, flashes an innocent, friendly smile, and gives a sort of half-bow to all of you. "Hi, I'm Steven. You're all friends of Alex? He's my uncle." Abruptly you notice that he openly sports a pistol on his hip, and a pair of magazines on the opposite side. Those of you who are especially knowledgable in such things recognize it as a Model 17 - Not actually legal for civilian use, technically... [/QUOTE]

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