"All right, mates," he says. "Let the show begin."
He takes Fate's helmet, and can feel the power pulsing through it. He can see why it's in such demand.
He steps through the door, and lights up a cigarette. Thankfully, the smell allows him to fake smoking it, because that would be a bridge too far. He scans the forest for his assailant.
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Date: 2017-07-04 10:14 pm (UTC)He takes Fate's helmet, and can feel the power pulsing through it. He can see why it's in such demand.
He steps through the door, and lights up a cigarette. Thankfully, the smell allows him to fake smoking it, because that would be a bridge too far. He scans the forest for his assailant.