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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 2412479" data-attributes="member: 9942">Tobias Kaufmann (Male Human Soldier)Tobias is stood by a broken-down mounting post, his slingbag open atop it when the woman arrives at the bridge. He has a pistol out of the bag, having primed and loaded it, and the glint of a badge or device worked into the butt cap is momentarily apparant before his gaze swings up from his work to fix on her approach. Damn. He slides the weapon clumsily out of her line of sight before smiling back at her coolly as she sits. Not born to this, then, to be so mannered. So what of this?"I'd scarcely call myself a 'hero' miss." No, I'd call myself coward and deserter both, and gallows-bait soon after, but you're not to know that... His smile widens and at the same time grows thinner, lips curling to reveal a hint of teeth. "Just where I was needed to be and never for a moment alone." His eyes flicker across her unconsciously, gauging and yet never quite probing. A cursory examination, all told.He shrugs his shoulders, their breadth accentuating his face's thinness. "I've bread, though it's stale, and ale that's more water and past its prime at that. If you'd want to share." He raises a jug from the bag by means of illustration at this before adding, "Tobias Kaufmann."</blockquote>