((Ugh, shortpost is short.))<br/><br/>Mordecai continued to browse through this merchant's wares for a time until he heard the man's voice. He turned his head and looked him straight in those gray eyes with his own brilliant, icy blue ones. Something about the coolness of this man's gaze continued to nag Mordecai's heartstrings that there was something deep about the man, and it soon came to him.From his memory, Mordecai pulled a few pieces of information he'd gathered from some of the particularly unsavory types, about a man in a certain carriage. On the same note was usually the phrase "raven of steel with a beak of copper," and Mordecai, as suspicious as he was, decided to go against his initial judgment.<br/><br/>Crisply, he asked, "Has anyone inquired if you've a raven of steel with a beak of copper?"<br/><br/>He reached into his pocket and drew the now-dead boss's cufflinks and said, "I've had experiences that are, in essence, the same."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>