by Tediz » Mon Feb 02, 2009 12:34 am
Carter raised his hands, looking at him. He raised his hands in front of his face, then slowly started clapping. He looked at him for a moment. "... I heard a guy make noise like that once. I rolled him over. He was dead."
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Rokhan crouched low, squatting down as he perched up on the street light. It was raining in the city, raining to hard for anyone to see him. Those that did would think he was a bird. He glanced down at the Cell Phone, poking it with his large fingers. He cursed under his breath, still not understanding the thing as he tried to shield it from the rain. He only had it because Siete demanded he carry one around. He wanted to call him to make sure it was 'Drake Ramero'... He couldn't figure it out. mumbling. he slipped it in his pocket and looked down at the cars. "Little blood clots..."
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares - Hebrews 13:2