<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Maximus.jpg)</div>Cail is one of the first to arrive at the station. He is behind it when the others begin to arrive, taking advantage of the setting sun. Any who watch see him boxing his shadow the sun projects on the watch station’s wall. His movement starts slow, precise; a punch towards the throat with twin fingers extending before the strike. Again. Again. Again, faster. Faster. Faster. Faster. And then the next strike rehearsed.  And the next and the next and so on. With each one, precision is maintained as the rehearsal gains speed and power.<br/><br/>He turns as he sees a few of his companions enter the station and follows them in.<br/><br/>“The Copper Cup’s a fest hall, right? I doubt we’ll stand out if two or three of us go in to stake out any potential sewer level entrances. We just have to sing off-key drinking songs and we’re in like Phlynne.*”<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">*</div><div class="spoiler_body">You know, Aerolle Phlynne, plays the hero in all those swashbuckling stage shows we can’t help but laugh through? Always out carousing afterwards. (And you have no idea how I resisted the urge to put half a dozen silent letters in there ;))</div></div>