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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by Will:
12/4/2015 12:09:24 AM
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[i] He runs a hand through his hair, resting a hand on the hilts of his triple swords. Habit.[/i]
"I need to make use of myself."
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"The Spire. It's my skyscraper on the Upper East Side, in New York. Where exactly are we?"
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"Undisclosed location, truly nobody knows. Doesn't appear on the satelite, you could say we're a phantom island. Only way to get here- is to portal through".
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[i] Lance nods.[/i] "Uh huh.... Gotcha."
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"We're in the pacific for sure though...I used to surf those waves back when I was young", he said with a chuckle. "Good times..."
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[i] Lance sighs.[/i] "What's up man? I'm not looking for a fight right now."
