Darkness

Runner takes off, and I step out, “PARTNERS! You must be smoking something better than me.” The guys get out of the cart, and Lidaren asks, “When were you, two partners?” Darkness cuts them off. “Look, it's no matter when or what, just that you need to leave.” I throw my arms up. “We can’t do that first I need more smokes, and I need you to hold on to your promise.”

I then pull the piece of dark crystal from my pocket. Darkness rubs his eye patch and sighs, “So your losing control and need info, seeing as you are with the number one chosen in the world.” I raise an eyebrow. “So, you do know something?” He smiles. “Maybe, but you would have to pay for the cigars.” I pull a piece of paper out and write a number on it; I then hand it to the Perfectionist to walk to him. Darkness reads it “What is this?”