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Shadowheart26
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Hunter was starting to get impatient with Smoke's badgering. This mission had already gone over three hours past it's intended time set, and she was fully ready to go home and find dinner. She felt her finger itch to take out the watchdogs on the towers and she had to remove her hand to prevent accidental firing.
Come on, come on, come on, she mentally pleaded, her eyes narrowing through the scope, give me something to shoot at.
Come on, come on, come on, she mentally pleaded, her eyes narrowing through the scope, give me something to shoot at.