[b]A chopper flies over a plain, with a man dressed in all white on board[/b]
Pilot: "we're arriving shortly"
???:"about time"
[b]He lands on the plain and gets on an ATV it dropped, chamfering rounds in an old revolver[/b]
((Open))
English
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[b]He sees someone on a mach bike fly towards him[/b]
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[b]He drives towards it[/b] "Time to meet the locals" [b]His earpiece buzzes[/b] "Hey, the Agency wants a lowdown of the area, and you alive"
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[b]the cycle slides to a stop in front of him. James Tyllinee sits at the front, his trademark cutlass, Skylance, at his side.[/b] [b]He shuts off the engine and removes his helmet, he holds his hand out.[/b] "James."
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"Daniel Roberts" [b]The man slows, then keeps going[/b]
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[b]He frowns, sad that he didnt accept the handshake, and rides away[/b]
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[b]The man chuckles quietly[/b]
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Oh shit
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[quote]Oh shit[/quote]