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[When someone said slight respite from action, this was not what Cain actually imagined would happen.
Like, whoa. His palms tingled and he pressed in thumb into his palm for luck.
After a bit of searching, he did find asnubber revolver in his house, which he promptly stuck into the back of his pants. Searching in the garage, he found exactly what he was looking for. An umbrella and a lawn chair. Cain set them up on his front lawn but didn't quite sit down. He wanted to check out and see who was normal but...]
By the Emperor's shriveled testicles....
....this is really frakking surreal.
[Oh, whoops. Hope there are no Emperor-botherers around. Things could get dicey.]
Like, whoa. His palms tingled and he pressed in thumb into his palm for luck.
After a bit of searching, he did find a
By the Emperor's shriveled testicles....
....this is really frakking surreal.
[Oh, whoops. Hope there are no Emperor-botherers around. Things could get dicey.]
