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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 7:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 7:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 10:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 12:19 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 1:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 2:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 4:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 4:14 pm
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Brigadier General Thomas Pryor
Thomas looked down at his Leader. It was kind of funny for him, seeing as almost all officers’ he had ever seen were tall in stature. But this didn’t change his opinion of Aingel.
“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I am missing an eye, and I have noticed certain things about yours. And I was wondering do you think you could set me up with a Replacement for my missing one. Life has been different without it, nothing I couldn’t adapt to but still, I wouldn’t mind having the second one back.”
Thomas’s life hadn’t been harder, but it was different. His peripheral vision had always been shorter, and it left a weak spot when he fought hand to hand, but nothing he couldn’t overcome, He just liked the idea of having both eyes again, he would have a little more sense of normality back. Plus he thought it was kind of cliché that one of the leaders of a mercenary group had an eye patch.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 4:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 5:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 5:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:43 am
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