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Ellen Park, the Lone Wanderer
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2014-08-28 03:31 am (UTC)
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He's still for a few minutes, listening.
Then, with a grunt, he digs into the carton on his vest and reloads. Four kills, one incapacitation. Not bad.
He slings Patience over his shoulder and gets all his gear back on. It's quite a hike down to the highway, but it's not like he doesn't have time.
He nods to the prisoners as comes onto the road, touching the brim of his helmet as he moves toward them. "Afternoon. How you folks doin'?"
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Date: 2014-08-28 03:31 am (UTC)Then, with a grunt, he digs into the carton on his vest and reloads. Four kills, one incapacitation. Not bad.
He slings Patience over his shoulder and gets all his gear back on. It's quite a hike down to the highway, but it's not like he doesn't have time.
He nods to the prisoners as comes onto the road, touching the brim of his helmet as he moves toward them. "Afternoon. How you folks doin'?"