[color=990000]"Bring him in."[/color] Emory says.
Two security officers lead in
[color=e67300]"What the hell do you want!?"[/color] Tim spits.
Emory glares at Tim. [color=990000]"I am in need of your... abilities."
[color=e67300]"Can't you do it yourself?"[/color]
"No. I would, but a presence is blocking me. I doubt he would block you. So... I need your abilities."
[color=e67300]"My answer is 'no'."[/color]
"When did I ask?"[/color] Emory chuckles.
His right hand turns into a
which he places on Tim's forehead.
[color=990000]"Speak."
[color=e67300]"Speak."[/color]
"Perfect."
[color=e67300]"Perfect."[/color]
"Now, to sync-[color=e67300]Now, to sync[/color]-hronise our-[color=e67300]chronise our[/color]-[/color][color=bf3900]speech patterns."[/color]
Emory and Tim grin.
[color=bf3900]"Perfect."[/color] they say.