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[b]The man with the binoculars looks at you, then slowly takes a revolver from its holster.[/b] [b]The second man, however, pulled a sword from a sheath on his back. [/b] State your business.
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[i]The woman raised her hands in a surrendering fashion.[/i] "That's what I was gonna ask you," [i]She said, frowning slightly.[/i] "Less rudely, of course."
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[b]The man sheaths his sword but the other keeps his gun raised.[/b] [i]Sorry. We're just scouting out-[/i] [b]He gets nudged by the other guy.[/b] [i]These mountains to see if it would be an okay place to stay. And personally, I think there could be a hotel here. Great view....[/i] [b]Your mind is swept into his voice, hearing only the voice.[/b]
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[i]a small pair of eyes goes unnoticed from within a snowy bush. Quincy slowly feeds several shotgun shells into his DryRot32.[/i]
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Did you hear that? [i]Hear what?[/i] ....Nothin'. [b]They go back to watching the fight.[/b]