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[cantstopthedevil]

Seamus stands there, eyes ever watchful as he takes in every sight in the New Eden camp. They needed these peoples help, doesn't mean he's not going to be on guard. Especially after the things he'd heard from everyone in Prosperity. The masked person, Seamus isn't sure of their gender, can't tell anything with that coat and mask on them, stands there arms crossed watching him. There are others there, brothers of the man he's looking for. "I guess I should say I come in peace, first and foremost. I'm not sure what you've heard about me and mine, but I think we have a common enemy here."

[securitycxptain]

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“So I have a question..” The captain trailed off before she blurted it out. “What was that area like before all this happened?” She motioned toward the mountains that were north of New Eden while also referring to the apocalyptic state of shit.

[edens-rook]

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Heather knew she was in the Whitetails when the effects of the Bliss wore off. There was something that made the air feel crisper and more fresh than down in Holland Valley or in the Henbane. But the Whitetails meant Jacob.

After her failed escape, they were bringing her back to Jacob.

She looked around with wide eyes - there wouldn't be any amount of pleading or begging that would make Jacob grant her mercy or lenience. She was going to be punished for her actions.

Maybe it was better to just accept that.

She sat up, brushing the dirt from her face, and knelt. The panic was closing in around her, and her heart threatened to pound out of her chest. She didn't know what Jacob would do to her, and that scared her beyond words.

When Heather finally saw him, she kept her eyes glued to the dirt he stood on, and bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from begging - Jacob wouldn't take kindly to that. She had to take this like a soldier, so she waited for him to speak.

[whitetail-wheaty]

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It had been easy running Jacob back into the wall - way too easy. Alarm bells were ringing inside of Wheaty’s head, but at the same time, there also was that undeniable fury he felt for this man. 

His forearm firmly pressed against Jacob’s throat, hand clutching his jacket and his other hand holding a gun to the Herald’s head. Was this really that simple? No, it couldn’t be. Despite his wariness though, Wheaty hissed in anger. 

“You’d deserve worse than our anger... you fucked up this whole region - they’d all cheer over your rotting corpse...”

[fxngcenterserenity-blog]

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The redhead snuck up to one of the cages at the FANG center, and she hated what the place had become. However, the wolf that she was nearby at the moment had just been caught and she saw the cultists bringing it in. So her determination was to ‘free the creature’ before it could be turned into one of those damn judges. She had even waited until nightfall before getting closer to the cages. 

Whispering for the wolf to hear, “don’t worry, I’ll get you out of there.” The redheaded woman slowly made her way over to the locked door of the enclosure while reaching for a lock pick from her jeans pocket.