Dark wings, Dark words.

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Leonard was grateful for the meal, though he had done his fair share of starving in the past. He resented... well more kicked his own ass about his better nature not "escaping" from what was a terribly improvised incarceration.

One thing was certain however. He was safe were he was. Even if the food was.. Well.. Synthpaste would be way better then the moss he had been licking off the wall.

His implant was "confiscated" so he had one eye working..

"I'm the wolf who cried shepherd. " he waited a few moments letting things digest.

"Given name is Leonard McKenna. I have a brother in bretonia at Trafalgar station whom is much older then I named James, he has the majority of my medical records. The rest is under a series of blogs and postings on the Net via Crying.Man... Did alot of hunting down slave smugglers in an old Explorer class...

The reason im in here? I suppose your newly open hostilities towards outcasts mostly, or perhaps someone higher up realized whom The Cult of Sirius is."