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 Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 2:30 pm
And there it was. The explosion rocked the APC, sending it skittering backwards even faster than it had been going initially. The following shockwave even spun the thing around, leaving Athan staring straight towards the asylum.
Then Vahn showed up, his head popping up from the passenger side window. Athan did a bit of a double take, slammed on the brakes, and stood up.
"What th-?!"
Last time he had seen Vahn, he was insane and standing atop an eighteen wheeler.
How'd he get on the APC?
Assuming Vahn would let him, Athan would kick open the door for his most despised ally.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 2:51 pm
(Assuming Vahn had to leave for work by now.)
Athan huffed as he stashed his sword in the back of the APC, leaving room for Vahn to take up the passenger seat as the APC slammed into gear again. Then was shifted off course by the Earth tilting.
"What the hell?!"
Everything seemed to settle down, though. After all, the APC's treads were probably the best source of traction in Frostschild.
Unfortunately, the only gear the APC had was reverse and there weren't exactly any rear or side view mirrors for him to see where the hell he was going. Athan was driving blind, he was going very fast, and he was headed straight for the corn maize.
Home sweet home for Athan, as they rumbled out of the asylum, crunching over dead zombie bodies as they made their merry way along to the east.
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