Date: 2007-06-29 04:24 am (UTC)
Ocelot's lips flared into a grimace and he turned eyes that held a studied cold on his two remaining men.

"Go take care of your brother," he said, through gritted teeth. "And take the fucking MENTs."

Adam already knew who it was.

If he was honest, he'd known long before now.

The transparent man's voice was easy to ignore, but the fucking sign he waved...

Less so.
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