Espy
Wanderer
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Isn't that what programs like Norton and AV a--
She hadn't even finished her thought when something exploded in her head. At least, that's what it felt like. A shift in perspective: Her eyes were not at their ordinary four-foot-three height. A breeze blew across her waist and she glanced down...
...to see an all-too-familiar outfit. ...My character? But it wasn't just that: Most MMOs had outfit and weapon restrictions. What she saw sheathed at her waist included not only her in-game blade, but also a bichawa, something she'd only been able to dream of owning. She took it out gingerly and realized that the scorpion's stinger was wet.
With poison. Sky glanced at the sheathe, and, sure enough, the lower region was coated with a transparent and odorless liquid as well as some white powder. She wondered if it was TTX. She replaced the bichawa quietly.
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 12-06-2011, 12:21 AM
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