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There's a new face in the Nexus. This is, of course, not an uncommon occurence. This new face belongs to a young man. Well, he might be a young man. Then again, he might not be. He's not really short, or really tall, or thin, or particularly fat. All in all, he's a pretty average-looking guy.
He walks through a portal into the Nexus, and looks around with interest. This is not where he's supposed to be. The expression on his face suggests that he's politely confused by the change of scenery. He's wearing a sort of half-smile, the sort that says quite plainly 'I don't know where the Hell I am but I'd like to find out'.
He spreads his hands in front of him. "I seem to have misplaced myself." And then he laughs, a bit self-depreciatingly. "Aha. However, this sign seems to suggest that I ought to ask a question." The smile never wavers. "Very well, then. Is it really such a crime for an angel to speak his mind?"
He walks through a portal into the Nexus, and looks around with interest. This is not where he's supposed to be. The expression on his face suggests that he's politely confused by the change of scenery. He's wearing a sort of half-smile, the sort that says quite plainly 'I don't know where the Hell I am but I'd like to find out'.
He spreads his hands in front of him. "I seem to have misplaced myself." And then he laughs, a bit self-depreciatingly. "Aha. However, this sign seems to suggest that I ought to ask a question." The smile never wavers. "Very well, then. Is it really such a crime for an angel to speak his mind?"