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1/9/2016 3:56:22 PM
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Edited by Lordbakon: 1/10/2016 1:35:43 AM"What? I fell asleep, that's it. Calm your tits. What, scared that I was done in by a drink?" He says laughing
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No, scared that whatever the hell that thing is overloaded your system. [b]He takes in a shaky breath, turns around, and throws something over his shoulder at you, looking vaguely like cooked chicken[/b] I went hunting while you were taking a nap.
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[b][i]He eats, and drinks, seeming perfectly fine[/i][/b]
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[b]Nobody walks away, up to the top of a sand dune, and sits down, staring out across the desert[/b]
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What ya looking for? The towns the other way."
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Nothing. Just thinking.
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"Well, I'm going to head into town."
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[b]He doesn't say a word, just nods and goes to stand by you[/b] [b]He taps the machine with the back of his middle finger[/b] You're covering this up if we're going into town. And that's final.
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"Yes mom." He says in a sarcastic but joking tone
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Take my hoodie if you need it, but I'm not explaining why you have what is likely mafia tech to the mafia.
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"Actually, it was experimental Russian tech, but I brought something in my duffle bag. I keep that bag for emergencies." He says, pulling out a sand coloured cloak
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God forbid you tell the person that [i]actually has knowledge about medicine[/i].
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"It's MY survival kit that I've been working on since I was a kid." He says, putting it on. He blends with the background, and his bodies completely covered.
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Tch. Let's just bead into town. Don't use that thing unless it's imperative. Regardless of origin, there are still plenty of people that want it for themselves.
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"Got it" he says, and starts walking, Grey with him
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/10/2016 3:00:22 PM[b]Nobody puts his hands deep in his pockets, not saying a word, following a few steps to the left[/b]
