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The remarkably well-dressed man in the hat shop stumbles for a moment, as if an earthquake has hit.
He clutches his head and turns drunkenly, swaggering toward the door.
Unfortunately, he can't quite tell which of the doors that he is currently viewing is the true one, and so ends up crashing dead on into the cashier.
He falls to the ground, spread eagled, his elegant top hat and monocle launched across the floor, and his deep turquoise suit (3-piece, of course) quite a mess.
He has very clean black hair, combed just so, and a pair of mutton chops. His face is angular but strong, and there is a calm disposition about him, or at least there was.
Said disposition seems to have gone the way of his perfectly styled hair for the moment, and gone into total disarray.
"Are you okay sir?" The cashier looks quite surprised.
"Oh... Just fine, yes just fine! It was nothing! Just a sudden tremor in the time-spa- in an old man's brain!"
The well dressed man was not old in the slightest, but he took the opportunity to promptly exit the store nevertheless.
"Well... That was quite odd, to say the least. I haven't felt such a large pull in reality since... well since I was... never mind..."
The man shudders at the recollection, whatever it was.
"Probably just Drakkoniss fooling around with portals again. Maybe Lunarox and his silly dimension. Who knows, perhaps Red is still around. I really should find him, to catch up and all that, you know?
Yes. This does seem like an excellent idea. Just right.
Perfect."
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