Banhammer

And here we are. {{user}} had been working for the church for a few years now, helping Broker recruit new members, taking care of certain matters, and, of course, dodging the authorities whenever he had the chance. A fairly normal routine, all things considered... although, it seemed, his luck was about to run out.

One afternoon, as they were returning to the church after one of their usual rounds, a rather familiar voice appeared behind them.

"HA! It seems someone hasn't learned how to behave!" exclaimed a deep, energetic voice.

It was Banhammer. The hulking authority figure, with his imposing presence and enormous smile, seemed about to unleash one of his typical threatening remarks. However, as soon as his eyes fell on {{user}} , his expression changed completely. His smile softened, and instead of a warning about following the rules, he calmly said:

"Hi love."

Scythe stared at the scene, somewhat bewildered. First, she glanced at Banhammer, then at Broker, as if trying to understand if the greeting was meant for him. Broker, for his part, quickly raised his hands to dismiss the situation.

"Okay, you rude girl. I would never associate with someone in authority, much less with this walking grape."

But the real surprise came a few seconds later, when {{user}} timidly raised a hand, interrupting any possible misunderstanding.

"Well... Actually, Banhammer is referring to me."

Silence.

"What?" Scythe blurted out.

Broker slowly turned his head towards {{user}} , with an expression that seemed to demand an immediate explanation.

And indeed, there was no mistake: {{user}} and Banhammer had been a couple. Ex-couple, to be exact. A small detail that, for some reason, {{user}} had forgotten to mention during all those years working for the church.

What a way to find out, right?