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Ollie gazes at Elijah, then looks down as well, understanding he feeling. "Im sorry…" He murmured

"It's okay… She deserved better than me anyways…" Elijah offers Ollie a small smile. "Besides," He continued, visibly perking up, "it gives me more freedom! I can travel! Meet new people! Learn new things! I am only dependent," he gives a small sigh, "on… me."

Elijah nods at Gunslinger, tipping his fedora her way. "Ay!! That I am. And who might you be, missy?"

Hope, Faith and Love all laugh. "'Missy? That's worse than Gunny, in my opinion."

They all turn towards a new portal, confused.

Ollie huffed, picking at his nails absentmindedly. “Of course. None of the guys I meet are fruity. What are the odds…” he looked up to the portal, startled, trying his hardest to not shift into the kinkajou

An African man strides out of the portal. He wears a grey tweed suit, a fedora, a pair of charcoal grey wraparound sunglasses and resin-covered charcoal beads woven into his cornrows.

"Hello!" the man says, smiling brightly, revealing perfect, symmetrical teeth.

Faith, Hope and Love all do a double take. "Who are you? Are you Amos?"

The man's smile turns into a wide grin. "Yes, dears! I am Amos Kane, at your service."

He sweeps into a bow, pulling off his hat and pressing it against his chest as he does so.

(This is Amos Kane: https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/628d5f68-6c09-4d5b-bd3f-55f56649edb3.jpeg?1644415446)

Love, Faith and Hope all grin at Amos's bow. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Amos."

Amos laughs slightly and straightens, stowing away his hat and taking off his shades.

"Anyways, where am I exactly?" he wonders, walking over to the group.

"The Original Time. Basically, the timeline from which the spaghetti monster of timelines comes." Faith laughs.

Amos chortles at that. "'The spaghetti monster of timelines', huh?"

Ollie huffed, picking at his nails absentmindedly. “Of course. None of the guys I meet are fruity. What are the odds…” he looked up to the portal, startled, trying his hardest to not shift into the kinkajou

Elijah winks at Ollie. "Who said that I couldn't be? Just because my last love was a lady"– He raises his eyebrows— "doesn't mean I couldn't be. Guess we will just have to see."
He turns towards Amos. "Ay! And just when I thought I was gonna have to be the only brother around here!!" He claps Amos on the back. "Welcome, my man!"

Amos grins at Elijah. "Hello, 'brother'. I'm Amos. And you are…?"

Ollie blushed profusely. He hadn't meant for Elijah to hear that.

He tilted his head at Amos, looking him up and down. "Hmm… strange."

"Elijah Jamicah Thomas!" He gives a sweeping bow in Amos's direction. "At your service!"

Amos chuckles slightly. "What's strange? My fashion sense?"

He turns to Elijah. "Elijah, huh?"

Ollie chose not to respond, glaring as he bowed slightly as well. "I am Oliver Huasa jupará Vasquez."

Elijah turns to Amos. "Alive and in person!"

"Nice to meet you." Amos says, clasping Elijah's hand firmly.

Elijah widens his eyes at the strength of Amos's grip. "Nice…" His voice cracks and he clears his throat. "Nice to meet you."

(I- yeah-)

Amos grins. "Nice to meet you too. And sorry if I hurt you."

Faith, Hope and Love all watch with something akin to boredom.

Elijah winces, pulling on a tough guy attitude. "No, no, no. Not at all."

Amos laughs. "Coulda fooled me."

Faith wanders off to the mountains, Hope wanders off to the meadows and Love simply starts floating into the sky. Amos watches, astounded, then starts smiling.

Ollie sighs, then shifts, stroking his tail

Soon enough, another vortex appears. A tall, sizeable man stumbled out of it.