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7/17/2015 7:25:29 AM
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[i]back at Nouisaeculi HQ...[/i]
[b]Andrew walks into his room and bows down by his wall shelf, the wall shelf holds a picture of his old mentor and leader; Henry Silryte. Andrew remembers how he died. He slowly drifts into a hazy dream....[/b]
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Edited by Astrodicle: 7/17/2015 3:28:51 PM[b]in the dream, Andrew "Silryte" a name he was recently given, looks at the Aisle of an old wooden town. The sun hangs over him, making it warmer than believably possible in the city outskirts. Henry faces a towering Cyborg, eight feet tall, a mechanical eye. The cyborg sports a fedora and a gunslingers trench-coat. Henry stands on the opposite side of the aisle. It was Andrews fault that Henry was in this mess. Henry was taking his blame. Andrew had gotten into a dispute with this cyborg and the cyborg challenged him. Henry accepted the challenge instead. Henry sported a camo jacket with tan pants. Hellbringer, his revolver, lay holstered to his side. A holy weapon. the cyborg holds a standard guard pistol. As the two finally begind the duel, Henry is to slow, and the cyborg fires his gun, fatally striking henry in his heart. Andrew now sees himself run out to Henry's corpse. As the cyborg takes aim on Andrew, he twirls around, wielding Hellbringer, and shoots the cyborg square in the eyes. Andrew wakes up to a voice[/b] "Are you alright?
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[b]Andrew turns to find his friend, Nerevar. An african american who was an enormous help to Henry.[/b] "Im fine." Nerevar:"ok" [b]Nerevar leaves the room. Probably wondering what Andrew was doing passed out on the floor.[/b] [b]Andrew remembers what he did with Hellbringer. He buried it under his bed. He slowly removes the weapon. Not to use, but to observe. To feel its weight, and know its truth. He slowly puts back the weapon and leaves his room [/b]
