Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-5543592-20190327001227

Miller turned over the last photo.

It depicted a hooded man. His hair was concealed, as was his face, by a titanium mask the colors of gunmetal and dark orange.

His eyes were rust colored, the photo had some how managed to capture the mocking challenge in them.

''I'm an... inevitability, you could say.''

The photo was labled, 'Kheiro.'

"You once knew this man." Miller said. "But I am told, he some how ended up... a part of you.  I do not need you to tell me who he is, or how you knew him.  Tell me only if, in some part of you, there is recognition."