Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170708203641/@comment-5543592-20170724221441

Kheiro sat back in his chair, tapped a finger against the edge of the table, not answering William's question. William had no way of knowing how parallel his and Kheiro's line of thoughts were at the moment. To the Masked Man, William knew equally too much. He'd done even more to conceal his identity than William had.

He reached out, and selected a cup of tea, lifting it up, appraised it.

"I believe I did something, on accident.  This abilities are new to me, understand, I've only grown used to them in last few years or so.  When we first spoke, I compelled you, one of the most complex I'd done.  I wanted you to remain independent, but at the same time carry out your intended duty.  It was an... exchange, almost.  Such as when one terminal sends a message to another.  Only, I believed I recieved something back in turn."