"So!" Daniel strolls around the corner confidently. "What shall we do with you two then, hmmm?" he says as he continues walking toward the seated man and sits down next to him. Raising his hands in the air dramatically he continues, "We seem to be in a bit of a pickle. We don't know what's going on, you do, and they are pretty upset about it. So! How about we talk instead of getting hurt any more?"
Daniel faces the bald man about to express gratitude when Clara speaks up and offers a hand. Immediately his attention is undivided. "Why, hello there," he tilts is head and says warmly, the grimace long gone. "My name is Daniel. It is an absolute pleasure." He takes Clara's hand, bends down and gives it a peck. "Now, what has you so distressed?"
"Wha..? the man says as he sits up and looks around obviously very confused. This man looks to be around 5'10", 160 pounds, and fairly lean. Even defrosted his hair seems to be held down and back with some impressive chemicals. His eyes meet Konrad's and then go straight to the magma wrench he is brandishing. "Now look here fella. If this is about that 1% I haven't spent it yet." |