@deiism
He’s gonna lead her down a spiral stair case behind the bar, into his work shop. It was a mess, with projects he was in the middle of everywhere. Organized chaos. Near the ceiling was a blue strip of runes, that glowed a bright blue, and the walls also had several racks with trophies on them. A burned out helmet, a somehow preserved teseract of black goo, a brief case sealed with sigils, and other odds and ends. A hard light projector flickered where it was set into a wall, next to a gun cage.
Rune went over and found an old ammo case, with US markings, and opened it. The inside was lined with insulation, and crumbled up balls of newspaper were inside. He pulled one out, unwrapped a glowing blue crystal, and handed it to Cee.
“Just hold it. It’ll knit you up. Might be some scars though.” He should know. He was covered with them under his clothes.
