Voodoo's a little in front and a little to the right, uncomfortable with the four of them being in any sort of orderly line. There's movement in the corner of his eye, and he snaps his head around just in time to see a scorpion the size of a Toyota skitter over a nearby hill.
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Date: 2013-02-24 01:51 am (UTC)Just another day in the Wastes.