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| 1 | - | [center][b]Chapter One: A Cut Below.[/b][center] |
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| 3 | [center]Chapter 1: A Cut Below[/b][center] | |
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| 5 | The building was dilapidated, and dank, and mold could be spotted growing in the corners where the floor met the wall. It was definitely an official building, judging from the various signs on the walls telling whoever glanced at them what was and what was not allowed inside, even though the room seemed to be more of a danger itself than anything anyone could bring inside, except for maybe a large bomb of some sort. There was even electricity crackling between open wires hanging from the ceiling. Whatever city the building belonged to either did not care, or simply didn't have the budget for repairs. | |
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| 7 | - | Jonathan Crane stepped out of the glowing green portal, itself having appeared in the room just before he did. |
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| 9 | Jonathan Crane stepped out of the glowing green portal, itself having appeared in the room just before he did. | |
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| 11 | Beside him stepped out a figure in black and blue combat armor with an opaque silver visor. She had her machete and knife on her, along with several grenades, but only two guns, as per usual. This venture, the soldier had taken her Seeker Rifle sniper rifle and her M6C/SOCOM handgun, on her back and at her hip respectively. She walked in, her arms crossed, and spoke, her voice the only thing giving her gender away. | |
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| 13 | "So what the hell did I have to come with you about? I know the why on why I have to go with you, but not where or the reason we're here." | |
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| 15 | Azumi Ian was [i]not[/i] in a good mood. |
