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</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:green">NAME: Chris Warner</span></span><br/><b>Alias: </b>Cabal Green<br/><b>Current Persona:</b>Chris<br/><b>Age: </b>35<br/><b>Location: </b>Music Room -> Observatory/Operation Room<br/><b>Wearing: </b>See Picture<br/><b>Mood Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dec0XKhAHR5I&amp;hash=153406ec669a4f442e354f516c835bb1" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ec0XKhAHR5I" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Fortunate Son</a><br/><b>Tagging: </b>Kenji (<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a>), Terry (<a class="username" data-user-id="1702" data-username="BoundObsession" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1702/">BoundObsession</a>), Emmy (<a class="username" data-user-id="4962" data-username="BetterThanNone" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4962/">BetterThanNone</a>)<br/><b>Mentioning: </b>Iris (<a class="username" data-user-id="3574" data-username="exocat" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3574/">exocat</a>), Tristan (<a class="username" data-user-id="11190" data-username="Teddy Naj" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/11190/">Teddy Naj</a>), Alissa (<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">Purplefairydust</a>), Idris (<a class="username" data-user-id="10864" data-username="Anaris" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/10864/">Anaris</a>), Addy (<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(46, 139, 87)">"Who HASN'T been yelled at by Emmy? She's on a tear today. But I betcha she hates me more than you."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"> Chris smirked at the words and Kenji's answer. "Emmy doesn't yell at me. The glare though... I'd rather be back at boot camp if that shows up." He replied lightheartedly, returning Terry's hug with his free arm. "It's good to you see you too. You'll have to catch me up sometime." He added, then released the older woman so she could yell in the hallway and drag Iris off to the kitchen for coffee.</span><br/><br/>The marine was about to muse something, but the sudden appearance of Tristan with Alissa in distracted him for moment. He had mixed feelings over the sight. Sure, Tristan had found his blood sister, but now Chris had to watch out for her power of possession. At least he had a built in defense against her if she suddenly had a whim to feel some muscles.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"><b>"I'm going to go see what Emmy wants to show us." </b>Chris snapped his attention back to the brother at his side at that. <b>"Hey, if you ever want to grab a beer or something after this, my number's the same."</b> </span><br/><br/>"I'm planning on staying long term after the meeting, assuming there's enough of me left to put in a bag. All ya have to do is come home and ask me." Chris replied teasingly. He honestly didn't know how Emmy would react, and he didn't really see how Iris reacted to his sudden reappearance in her life. Their last conversation was more of Chris trying to figure out what Iris and Emmy's last argument was, doing his brotherly duty of damage control. Addy was always better at keeping the two babies of the group from killing each other, but Chris had always thought the affection for him had some leeway too.<br/><br/>With Kenji moving on toward the observatory, Chris followed suit, waiting for the younger man to clear the security system. Chris then took his turn with the retina scanner, but when it came time to state his color he simply said "I'm not saying it" and the machine chirped its approval. Mother had never gotten a good recording of Chris saying his color, and with the things he had seen and done before living at the manor full time, he was still in a defiant state when Mother first put his voice into the security system.<br/><br/>Once the system allowed them passage to the hidden basement that was their true home, Chris was brought face-to-face with the origin of his and his siblings powers. Through the viewing screen, the Matrix pulsed its strange rhythm. Chris had never understood the machinations of the object, and was far from in tune with it on a metaphysical level, but every time he saw it, all he could thing was the Matrix was just... eerie.<br/><br/>As the boys entered the Operations Room, Chris was hit with a mixture of feelings. They seemed to be the last two to show up, but that was fine. It gave Chris a chance to look over his siblings' faces and gauge how many of them wanted to kill him. He took a drag from his cigarette as he made the mistake of spotting Emmy in Mother's chair. It really did suit her, and out of all of them, she deserved the seat most, but that wasn't his concern. A part of him wanted to hug and kiss his youngest sister, to show that he still loved her and had missed her this whole time. A part of him wanted to drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness, to apologize for his actions and for leaving her alone for so long. A part of him wanted to run, but that option was so deeply against his code that it was forced from the pool before it even got wet. And a part of Chris wanted to yell at her. To shift the blame on Emmy for not telling him to come back sooner. To escape the guilt that had plagued him since his first contract. To give him someone to hate besides himself.<br/><br/>Instead, he finished the smoke he was working on and immediately lit up another. There was no way he was sitting through a whole meeting in this mental state without smoking his way through it.