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| Zeerus | Jun 25 2005, 04:07 PM |
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Spank My Monkey!
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OOC: okay, I'll follow your footsteps, still visible ont he damp metal surface. btw, is your character a rebellion member yet, or shall I convert him? Seeing nothing, the young man turned around and placed his gun inside his jacket. As he began to shut the door he noticed a small print on the ground, then another, and even more. As he began to follow the path he was soon outside, now running. He crept closer and closer, now hearing large bangs and booms coming from a nearby room. But he ignored it to tail the original person. Finally the man was in sight, apparently carrying some type of concealed weapon. He withdrew his sabre with one arm and placed his gun in the opposite hand. He held the sword horizontally in the air, the arm with the gun resting upon it's blade. As he drew close he yelled out to the man, "Stop, and place your weapon aside!" |
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