[b][i]The Frontiersman. [/i][/b]
[i][b]The air onboard the Goliath goes stale, the soldiers and engineers alike inside the hangar feeling it, shivers running down some spines. [url=http://pre11.deviantart.net/578c/th/pre/f/2012/024/b/d/cowboy_assassin_by_azraellavolpe-d4njino.jpg]A single, lone man[/url] steps into the hangar, as if he just appeared there. As the figure walks, his brown duster flies behind him, only matched by the brown cowboy hat on his head, casting a shadow over his face as he moves[/b][/i]
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[b]a security officer walks up to the man and asks for his identification [/b]
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Edited by JayTea: 2/14/2016 4:07:40 AM"Identification? No. I need to speak to a man, can you help me find him?" [b][i]He asks, his thick Texan accent lacing his words as he speaks. [/i][/b]