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✦ Rei's Rules and Regulations
✦ Killing allowed
✦ CE, CJ, CFS allowed
✦ Terrain: Snowy Clearing.
✦ Range: Mid Range
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Zero rose from the snow covered surface and reached for the leather belt that held his two swords. He'd already spent too much time in the forest, and his pursuers would be coming. He fastened the belt around his waist and smoothed out the black, high-collared, long sleeve mantle that split down the lower half of his body. It's red outlines stood out, but he didn't really have a change of clothes given the situation. He donned his black gloves and removed the string that usually held his hair in a ponytail, and moved to a large clearing in the center of the forest. 15 meters to his left was a lightly frozen over lake, and the trees were even further away. It was as good a place as any to face someone who was coming to take your life.
✦ Rei's Rules and Regulations
✦ Killing allowed
✦ CE, CJ, CFS allowed
✦ Terrain: Snowy Clearing.
✦ Range: Mid Range
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The cold woke weeded it's way into his dreams, and forced him to open his eyes. It took him a short while to gain his bearings, but the temperature helped to speed up the process. He'd been on the run for months. From his enemies. From his allies. From his past. He'd rarely gotten a moment of rest, and every time he did the same scene played out in his mind. How many times had he witnessed that scene again? Far too many to count, but the pain of reliving it was probably the price of power. Of course he had failed again, of course nothing had changed. Below him the two great tides of men heaved and writhed as the opposing armies clashed yet again. He sighed and shook the image from his head. He couldn't save them anymore.
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Zero rose from the snow covered surface and reached for the leather belt that held his two swords. He'd already spent too much time in the forest, and his pursuers would be coming. He fastened the belt around his waist and smoothed out the black, high-collared, long sleeve mantle that split down the lower half of his body. It's red outlines stood out, but he didn't really have a change of clothes given the situation. He donned his black gloves and removed the string that usually held his hair in a ponytail, and moved to a large clearing in the center of the forest. 15 meters to his left was a lightly frozen over lake, and the trees were even further away. It was as good a place as any to face someone who was coming to take your life.
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