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#8
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Espy
Wanderer
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The assassin knelt as if in apology...then pulled a hand up, tossing a handful of sand into the man's eyes, leaping away at the same time. Apologize...that was something she hated doing and saw no need for in this situation. Suddenly, the flying sand caught her eye. Not good. Every step she made here, even when hidden for that brief instant during a Dash, would be obvious. And there are no trees here...no obstacles.
This time, she consciously pulled a combat knife out of its sheathe on her waist, hoping to be able to dodge those...flying...orb...things. What the hell are they...?
((Whoa...that's really late...especially if you aren't in my time zone XD))
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 08-01-2011, 11:24 PM
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