Malcolm checked outside to make sure the coast was clear and once he was assured it was, he stepped outside and motioned the two to follow his lead. They did as they were told until they approached an alleyway. Boxes were stacked in such a way to give just enough room between those and the wall.
" Toby! " Malcolm shouted through the boxes.
And what appeared to come out of nowhere, a man dressed in black, expensive attire, long black hair along with a rather short beard and a black hat to match, jumped over one of the boxes to great his partner.
The sight of others being there through him off guard and he got into a stance of attack. Malcolm put a hand to his shoulder.
" They're wit' me, Tobias. "
" But that's- "
" I know who that is, Fate, but just lemme explain. Yer gonna wanna hear this. "
And there he was, telling his partner all about the accident with the ship, the memory loss and now how the Captain came to stand before him now.
And out of no pity for the man, Tobias stuck out a hand to greet him, gripping it then throwing the hand to the side in some form of rage. This man thought he was all special just because he lost a bit of his memory. Big deal. Tobias lost his whole family! He lost him Gambling House! He lost everything and to see this man come before him in such a pitiful state made him wanna sock the ol' Captain right in the jaw!

" Name's Twisted Fate... " He mumbled.
" Tobias... " Malcolm said. " Real name please. "
Tobias growled and, without looking back upon the sailor he mumbled through gritted teeth.

" Tobias. Foxtrot. "

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