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Post by Byakurai on Oct 31, 2009 2:17:46 GMT
Man, he meets three crazy ladies, a suck up and a bunch of people who likes to fight. He had just finished off another five mutants. Knocking them all out, he while sat on a rock watching the sunset down slowly. For someone who hated fighting he did alot of it.
The more he thinks about himself, the more wicked of a person he felt. Was it right for him to fight even if it was for the greater good? What if Magneto is really up to something? No, he couldn't doubt the man's intention, after all, he did sweat his loyalty. But was it the right thing to do?
He uses both hands to cover his face and rubs it lightly. He lays down completely. His hand on the hands. He closed his eyes and listened to the light waves of the ocean wash up to the beach. "This place is place isn't so bad." He hears something spins kicks to his feet into his stance. "Who is there?"
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