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Edited by Veration:
9/23/2015 5:28:07 PM
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Shrouded in the foliage that has grown rampant, such as bushes and moss and even while trees sliding from slits inbetween the chiseled stone, Sawyer stalks as the Night pack moves through the streets, open, vulnerable. Sawyer's mind practically bursts with strategies, flanks, and weak points in their curcular formation, all guarding a leader, obviously someone of importance. Sawyer smirks as the perfect idea flashes across his mind, and he holsters his shotgun, crouched, moving towards the pack who are now aware of Sawyer's presence, they just do not know where.
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They stop, as I appear out of the darkness in front of them. "I know you are there, show yourself and you may not die..."
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Sawyer, uncertain of his fate, emerges from the foliage. Sawyer is genuinely scared from the giant Night pack but tries to act as stoic as possible. "Brad." Sawyer says, squinting with spite.
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"That's me, Hunter..." I say, as the shadows around us form a wall with the only exit behind us.
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"Ok bye." Brad suddenly disappears.
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[spoiler]Godmod, fix it now... And don't bitch that it isn't, since you controlled an admin's character[/spoiler]
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"Ok bye" Sawyer runs and jumps off a cliff into water and runs into a cave. [spoiler]Happy[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Better[/spoiler]
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