sans-honneur is now following you
"Hhhh! Watch out, watch out!" "C-Crap!" A cart of ice slid past uncontrollably across the slick ground, headed towards an unfamiliar figure to his eyes - but for right now he was most concerned this unknown being wasn't crushed by the large, high momentum object. Anubis moved surprisingly swiftly, and with a crack, the cart stopped moving precisely upon collision with one of his heavy feet. He sighed curtly, smoke pouring from his nose. Good God, he was getting too old for this. The Elsens who had lost the cart cautiously and regretfully came and retrieved it once again, apologizing and then rolling away. Anubis, however, turned to the new figure, eyeing it from head to toe briefly with a tired gaze. "I suppose that wasn't a very warm welcome to Zone 17. My apologies as well. My name is Anubis Domicleaz. May I assist you in any way?"