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Post by Dantè McManus on Feb 1, 2011 19:35:19 GMT -5
[After Jerico and Fallon Square assaults]
Black sand, far as the eye could see. Here stood I, where I shouldn't be. But where on fuckin' where, would fate take me?
Even in his full gear, he wasn't hot. The coolant system actually decreased his outside temperature to not show up on any thermal devices, while inside his suit stayed a rather cool and comfortable temperature.
But what was the worlds most lethal assassin doing in the black deserts of Castillia? Hunting for the remnants of the Abyss whom attacked Jerico and Fallon Square of course. So far his search had come short to nil. He hadn't found any sand ni- folks, or Abyss troops. All that was found, black sand.
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