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“That explains the purple hair,” he muttered, slowly and painfully getting to his feet. He glanced down at his attire, yeah this wouldn’t work.

“Who’s the storm trooper,” he asked, casting a curious glance at the young man in the red armor before starting to rummage through the many cabinets lining the far wall. “This is Keldan,” Gin spoke up.

“Gotcha. I’m Jayce… or did I already say that?” He paused for moment to gaze at the battle scene that he only remembered flashes of.

Tearing open a final drawer, he found what he was looking for. “Be back in a sec,” he called over his shoulder as he stepped around the corner. He soon emerged, dressed in a pair of black Adidas sweat pants, black and white Adidas shoes, a gray t-shirt with the graphic image of a spray-painted wolf’s head splayed across the front, and a slim back hoodie unzipped in the front. “That’s better,” he sighed, pulling the black hood over his ash blond hair. “So,” he walked back over to where the two stood, looking a little puzzled, “where are we again?”