"Sorry, friend!" Higgs grinned, "It's just how I get around."
Higgs was dressed in a dark black poncho, hood up, the lining black and gold horizontal stripes. Underneath, all black cargo pants, shirt and a tactical vest with some kind of tank attached to its front. Over his shoulder, a folded mechanical arm hung. His forearms covered in long black gloves with golden finishing on the back of the hands.
"I was taking a walk and found your leylines, and I thought to myself, there's a man who knows his stuff. Especially magical." he grins wider. "After my last conversation with one of this station's guests I figure I'd take my chances elsewhere."
"So yes.. I need your help John. I think you are the only man who can, and might, help me. After all, you and I are survivors. Right?"
His smile was easy going, cock sure and radiated a malicious power.