The Fontana Summit

[Caliban]

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If Caliban had any eyes left they'd widen at the sight of both Hemlocke and the Overwatch's very own Admiral he had heard of so many times, but never actually seen. A fiendish smile took over his face. On the outside, however, he would merely stare at the two of them with a neutral stance - arms crossed and torso laid back on the chair. "Isn't this nice" - he quietly mumbled to himself. Scenarios ran through his mind. Both good and bad. "...what for." - he continued, shrugging off the intense wave of ways he'd envision himself committing yet another 'good deed'. There were other things to focus on.

"So many faces." he said slightly louder than the times he'd ramble within the confines of his helmet, barely holding his excitement hidden under all the glitching and interference plaguing his voicebox at times like these. Every now and then heat builds up in his chest like an engine running over the red line for too long. The heat dissipates through small vents hidden under a blank white shirt. The molten orange glow shined through the fabric for a brief moment as steam escaped under the coat subtly.

"Planet Sudbury. Shielding effectively fries all scanners with the exception of those too dumb to even grasp what is in front of them." said Caliban as clearly as one could, inviting himself into the topic. "Bringer of conflict within the House. And possibly from beyond."

What he said was a mere generalization to what everyone might already know. What he knew, even though there was still one thing he left out for the moment. Instincts told him to wait and hear what everyone else had to say. And so he did.

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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