Alexander Troven (
master_troven) wrote2006-08-31 11:15 pm
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Alexander led Caretaker into his workshop. Various workstations glowed etherially in the darkness, until he threw on the lights, then they merely gleamed. Dropping himself on a stool he looked over at the other being questioningly, waiting for him to speak.