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The grey haired man jumps back in his chair, stands up, picks the chair up in his hands, slams it over the nearby table, and points a remaining jagged steak directly at Vlaew.
"ARE YOU CRAZY MAN! You can't just give out coordinates like that!!! Someone... ANYONE could be listening..." He shouts wildly, he then throws the steak at a window, and the window shatters. What's unusual is taht the window was made of a superpolymer and wasn't supposed to be breakable even by bullets, so this action is unnerving, and it is quickly followed by a noisy pressure change in the room. All at once the world stops moving...
The grey haired man remains, breathing heavily... the Aasimar and Teifling start to find it difficult to breath... and move... and do anything... Suddenly the people wakling up the massive stairs begin to walk backwards, the window repairs itself, the wooden steak reforms along wtiht he shattered peices of chair and they re form in the grey haired man's hands. He puts the chair down, and sits back down in it, snaps his fingers, and time proceeds normally... the grey haired man gives Vlaew a look of absolute dread... and all at once the aasimar and teifling ghasp for air, and realize they can move again...
"Do not... do that... again... Leutenant... I have the right to get you court-marshaled! now tell me, what's the name of your target... TELL ME!"
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