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10/2/2015 10:34:49 PM
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[b]A man sits by a campfire on the border of New England and the GSR, warming his left hand around the campfire, looking up at the stars.[/b]
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[b]you see a man walking in the distance[/b]
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[b]He looks over to him[/b] "Hello."
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[b]he waves[/b]
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"You wouldnt happen to be representing any superpowers would you?"
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"Not anymore but I used to be a Ranger"
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"Good."
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[b]he walks over[/b]
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"So whats your business?"
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"Scavenger"
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"Ah."
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"And you?"
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"Survivor."
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"I am the same in that respect"
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"Not of the apocalypse, of the factions. Exiled from the New Republic, I was an agent for them before that, which makes me an enemy of the Baron, and my relationship with the Matriarchy is.... Awkward."
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"How so?"
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"Its complicated."
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"I see"
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"Nice night isnt it?"
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"I suppose but this is when the night, mutants, and bandits come out to play and I like shooting things"
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[b]A small 9mm materializes next to the man[/b] "Yeah..."
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[b]you see a silver 44. on his hip and a lever action shotgun on his back[/b]
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[b]He nods[/b] "So..."
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"Hmm..."
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"What?"
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"I'm thinking"
