Goonfire
I CAST GUN!!!
Trish sighed as she heard people demanding she show herself. She cocked her head to the side and glanced towards the people in her peripheral vision, in the adjacent car. They’re sharp, but clearly not cops or guards. “Not trying to hide,” Trish called back to the farmer, the blue beast, and the superhero. “Now what do we have here?” Her hands rested on her hips, her relaxed demeanor contrasting the threatening devil arm she carried.
The train had passed the city walls; no one must have been expecting the additional cargo. She saw an opportune exit and motioned with her head, ready to hop off with the group and continue this conversation on the ground.
Blaklyte Jellycat Seabiscuit
The train had passed the city walls; no one must have been expecting the additional cargo. She saw an opportune exit and motioned with her head, ready to hop off with the group and continue this conversation on the ground.
Blaklyte Jellycat Seabiscuit
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