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Post by Spinner on May 4, 2008 20:52:30 GMT -5
Theo Runner stood in the gloomy atmosphere of the stone room, the dim light casting a glint off the blade in his hand. His face was cast in shadow, and his thoughts seemed to be as well. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, shutting his eyes and attempting to clear his mind, but it was no use; his head was fogged up and confused, and there would be no way around it.
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Post by Samantha Jean on May 4, 2008 20:57:40 GMT -5
Porcelain walked into the room and dropped her messenger bag on the ground with a soft thud.
"Hello Runner."
Her voice was nervous as she spoke to him, "So who else is coming besides you and I?"
She looked around and saw no one.
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Post by Spinner on May 4, 2008 21:09:59 GMT -5
Theo's eyes did not move from the glint of light on his knife. "Damien, Zephyr....and that's all we have, isn't it?"
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