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7/5/2015 2:12:50 AM
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[i]He turns to face you. You notice his shotgun and his rifle on his back, his magnum and his knife on his hip. Upon his face is the scratched and scraped half-white, half-black mask. He draws his cloak down from his head.[/i]
Just observing... Relatively quick reconstruction in the face of a nuclear detonation, war, and pillaging. Amazing that some people possess such abilities.
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That it is. I've heard the stories of how you yourself have built an empire of your own. That's impressive in itself, let alone having found trustworthy people to follow you.
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 7/5/2015 2:18:53 AMYou've heard wrong. Not my empire, Schrader's. I'm more or less a peacekeeper. And as far as trust, you know the old saying. Money talks and bullshit walks.
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I'm afraid I haven't heard that before. [b]He looks to your back.[/b] Those tools of peace as well? Or has the definition of peace been broadened to a more distinct liking?
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[i]He laughs[/i] Peace is a relative term. These tend to make sure it works out for us.
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[b]Siris wiggles with the cudgel on his back.[/b] I've never been a firearm kinda guy. Bullets are to chance, as blades are to guarantees.
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 7/5/2015 2:43:32 AM[i]His two wrist blades slide forward instantly, locking in place, still covered in a bit of blood.[/i] Oh trust me, blades are nice and all, but you can't pop a man's head like a grape from two miles away with one. [i]The blades retract back into the gauntlet.[/i]
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Heads are fragile, hammers aren't. [b]He stares at you, a fire burning in his eyes.[/b] There's only one reason you yourself came to gawk. I assume you heard from your bird friend of yours. But I digress. I'm off to round up some wolves. [b]He leads the company past you.[/b] It's been fun chatting as always.
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 7/5/2015 2:49:51 AM[i]He laughs to himself.[/i] Oh but the wolf is already here... Anyway, I come not to gawk but to observe. I suppose you've got business with the Queen, then. Regards from the Company. We'll be in touch. [i]The eagle flies up into the sky as he disappears, and two cards lie on the ground where he was standing.[/i]
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[b]Siris looks onwards as if to guess at what he was "observing".[/b] "Sir, should we continue without you?" Yeah, I'll meet up with you in Raime. Remember, Luciana wants them [i]young[/i]. "Understood." [b]He continues to stare before following the expedition.[/b] I await the true hunt, Wolf.
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[i]The bird circles over the city, and a rift opens as another patrol flight of F/A-18F Super Hornets screams over, maintaining a high altitude.[/i]
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[b]The goliath stares at the group of aircraft.[/b]
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 7/5/2015 3:03:47 AM[i]They bank away to the right, rolling in the process. The Super Hornets appear to have no weapons mounted on their external pylons, carrying only external fuel tanks.[/i]
