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Zone B -- Forest
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Tearen watched closely as the Prime known as Tony Redgrave approached him, guns drawn and raised. He was a tad taken aback that he should might have provoked such a spontaneous fight, but when the red-coated human stopped aiming, things began to click. In kind, Tearen tossed the chainsaw over his shoulder, sending it hurtling off over a low hill with a stern telekinetic push.

"Terribly sorry, it was more of a curiosity than anything." the elder Prime said in a humble tone. He briefly removed his foggy glasses and mopped his dark brow with the handkerchief that had been in his suit's breast pocket. Never in the Omniverse had he imagined he would use the cloth for such a vulgar purpose, but life had proven...whimsical, as of late. Tearen did, of course, already know Redgrave's name, but in a quasi-diplomatic setting such as this it would have been rude to simply state it.

"My name is Tearen Wover, doomsayer and erstwhile gladiator. And you must be...?" the Shadow said, trailing off. Dante hopped down from the saw rig he had been perched on and sauntered over to the legendary Prime.

"Tony is fine." the other Prime stated, keeping his weapons drawn. This didn't especially bother Tearen; his whole body could be used to kill, so the fact that someone had their hands on their gun was hardly upsetting.

"Tony then. I'm headed south to rendevouz with an acquaintance." Tearen said, pointing a finger at the barely-visible skyline. Ghostly silhouettes that only hinted at human artifice lingered above the southern treeline, as if desperate to prove their superiority over their natural allegories. "Might you be headed that way as well?" the Shadow asked in a polite verse. Dante pegged this Tearen guy as being a little too foppis for his own good, but relented all the same.

"Uhyeah. Sure." Redgrave said, after consciously tracking the position of Jak and Graowr. Looks like the party started without him after all. Tearen nodded with a grin and resumed his march across the deforested field, with the Son of Sparda falling in shortly thereafter.
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued


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Zone B -- Forest - by Karl Jak - 06-14-2017, 04:25 PM

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