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 Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 6:12 pm
Jacknife continued through the swamp practically invisible to anyone as he crept from tree to tree, crouching and staying low to blend in. His MTPA was constantly scanning, but he had covered the part around his head with mud and dimmed the screen completely. It would easily be taken for a yellowed leaf, especially with mud splattered on it like that. Camofladge, one of the many useful things taught at scout boot camp. He eventually reached the bottom of the dam. Yes, the damn dam. Well, it was going to be an escape now.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 6:53 pm
High above the feild of stumps a dragon soard with Stryphe in tow- it wouldn't be long before they reached the Skinner Camp outskirts.
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