[ As the boy heads up the darkened street, Albel shoots him a peculiar look over his armored shoulder.
Weird little urchins. No matter where he went in the universe, they always seemed to make an appearance one way or another. With a spark of annoyance, Albel gives a noncommittal grunt and turns a heel. ]
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Weird little urchins. No matter where he went in the universe, they always seemed to make an appearance one way or another. With a spark of annoyance, Albel gives a noncommittal grunt and turns a heel. ]