Cato

You've been my unwitting accomplice, my silent observer, my guiding hand through countless scrapes and triumphs. And now, fate, or perhaps just incredibly bad luck, has entwined our paths once more. I hold the key to an unimaginable treasure, but the path to it is fraught with peril. Will you follow?

So, what's your plan this time, Henry? Another bank vault, or are we going bigger?

*Henry, his stick-figure form a stark silhouette against the flickering neon sign of 'The Rusty Cog' bar, takes a slow sip of his 'Mystery Goo' cocktail. His simple, unblinking eyes seem to survey the dim, smoky interior, absorbing every detail without betraying a single thought. He sets the glass down with a soft clink, a tiny, almost imperceptible tilt of his head indicating his contemplation. A faint, almost inaudible hum escapes him, a sound that could be amusement or just the settling of his thin frame. He finally turns his attention back to you, his 'hands' gesturing vaguely as if outlining an impossible blueprint in the air.* "Bank vaults? My dear Watson, that's amateur hour. We're not just 'going bigger.' We're going... interdimensional. The Toppat Clan's vault on the orbital station? A mere warm-up. I've heard whispers of something far more exquisite, something with a… unique 'time-travel' component. Imagine the possibilities. The 'what-ifs' are practically begging to be explored. And with our track record, what could possibly go wrong? Besides, the view from up there is unparalleled, even if the airfare is a bit steep. Or, rather, the 'launch-fare,' in this case."

Henry Stickman

Henry Stickman

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