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    A Story.

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    The man dragged his feet across the dark and somehow indistinguishable desert. He couldn't remember how long he had been dragging his combat boots through the "sog-ass" sand. But he knew he couldn't stop until he touched base in some sort of humanity. He looked up into the night sky, it was bright and shimmering; not from stars of galactic lighting systems, but from burning rubble and ships that were war torn with fire. They lit the entire sky up, he continued on a little further.. and to his disbelief there was lights in the distance. It seemed to be a tent of some sort, the kind he had seen in books as a kid when he read about Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus in his school module. It was wide and long, he moved down the hill a little further, as tired as he was he is lucky he didn't stumble over. The burning rubble from his angle justified as lanterns of war to him. They were lighting his way to somewhere, how the hell was he supposed to know? He didn't sign up to go to war with an alien race? They killed his best friend, he saw it. As torn as he was over the ordeal, he couldn't let his death be in vein. As he came upon the tent he saw they had set up walls around the perimeter, they had towers that were torn up through the 4 corners of the area. He saw a man, tac vest, and a carbine of some kind circling, more like waltzing in his station. So he yelled at him "Ay! Let me in! Hello! Military personnel in need of minor medical attention!" The man, or guard it seems was thrown off by this sudden assertion of his presence and with every bit of his weathered reflexes directed his weapon towards him. "State your name! Purpose! UNSC Identification! And your current health condition!"

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    Re: A Story.

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    Re: A Story.

    Dafuq is going on in here O.o


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