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There's a boy. He looks a little like someone else that frequents the Nexus on occasion, less a couple years and a few packs of disposable razors.
Robert Baldwin grins cheerfully as he throws himself into a cushy chair, pulling long blond hair out of his eyes.
"So what's this I hear about time going all screwy?"
Robert Baldwin grins cheerfully as he throws himself into a cushy chair, pulling long blond hair out of his eyes.
"So what's this I hear about time going all screwy?"