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9/26/2015 1:49:37 AM
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Sawyer and Astrid snake along the perimeter of the stronghold, feeling refreshed from a good nights sleep. They are in front of the side, where the open ventilation is, and a guard holds ground there.
"Shit on a brick! They must of came aware of the opening at night. Do you--"
Suddenly the wind picks up. On this trick, luck has been in Sawyer's favor.
"Okay, what is about to come out of my mouth may sound like lunacy, but relying on the sandstorm picking up again, we are going to crawl into the vents 2 feet away from this guy."
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"Sounds easy for me."
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"Well sorry, I'm not Remnant. I'm stuck in this giant, lumbering, slow body."
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"It's fine, I wasn't trying to insult you."
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"You weren't offensive. Just how I act, like an ass. Sarcasm is my first language." "We're not getting any younger. Let's go." Astrid and Sawyer drudge through the sandstorm, thankful for the helmets. "You need to guide me. A hand? I assume a perk of being Night is sand...vision...or, something."
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"It's fine, I can sense where to go."
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"Thanks." Sawyer grabs Astrid hand, and he immediately scratches his palm on her wickedly sharp claws. They get closer to to the point where Astrid taps his knuckle. They both crawl into the grate which is very dingy and dusty. As far as Sawyer knew, the guard didn't notice them. "Do you think that guy saw us?" Sawyer says, adjusting his arm so he didn't squash a rat under his elbow.
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"No, I smelled the hormones coming from him, he didn't notice us."
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"Good. I know this place in and out. Take a left, we'll see a giant fan. That means where getting closer to the church. That's where the bins are being planted."
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"What's in the bins?"
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"What?"
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"What's in the bins?"
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"What the hell do you mean? What bins?"
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"Nevermind, I must have heard something wrong."
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"Weirdo." [spoiler]Im sorry, what did I mention?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]look through your posts, you said something about bins being planted[/spoiler]
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"I think you mean bombs, Astrid." They arrive at the giant fan. "Take a right."
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 9/26/2015 3:08:02 AM"Oh, whoops." [b]Astrid turns right[/b]
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"We're getting close. Do you see the light at the end of the tunnel? And no, that's not a metaphor."
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"I see it, what should we expect there?"
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"The Barons have a church, and that's where we're putting the bombs down. Ironic, isn't it? A church is where we are going to commit genocide. Anyways, we need to find a diversion. Get them out of this lecture."
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 9/26/2015 3:21:17 AM"I know! I bust down the door and recite verses from the bible!"
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"Half-decent, but Barons are extremely discriminatory. Remnant executions give them raging members."
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"Ugh, I already had to deal with some asshole trying to kick the civilized ones of my kind out of unity, now I have to deal with this, lets blow them to hell."
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"Agreed." Sawyer starts to crawl towards the light.
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[b]Astrid follows him, she was thankful for her slender build that allowed her to crawl through the vent with ease[/b]
