[i]"You should have him play an Coffin Mind. People whose minds and future can't be seen. Chess or something. Deities like games, right?"[/i] [b]Damien shrugs and sets the half empty bottle to the side, getting his his feet. He gave Lance another look, before turning to the buildings around them.[/b] [i]"All I can do is wish you luck to be honest... The last super powerful race I got involved with turned out to be harboring biological weapons with too many teeth."[/i]

"Thanks. I appreciate it. I suppose I'm off to go ask Lana a couple of friendly questions. Maybe her friend is more bearable for than he is you." [i] Lance says with a smirk. [/i]

[i]"Pffft. Sure... By the way... I will be in touch. I'm going to try to track Salem... But I have feeling it will take some time... Though, I can sense where Reaver is..."[/i] [b]He remarks, slightly confused why Zion was padding around killing ancient romans... Probably because he was just a massive dick.[/b]

"Reaver isn't at the top of my list. He doesn't like Salem as much as I do, but he's a lot more wary of him. Probably smart on his part." [i] Lance said with a shake of his head.[/i] "Thanks Damien."