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Razor
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Razor patrolled the border of the camp for a few hourse before she felt sleep begin to pull at the edges of her mind. Deciding that it was probably Carter's turn anyways, she spun on her heel and walked towards his tent. He was asleep, but it Razor had to guess, it wouldn't take much to wake him up, so she just poked him in the chest. His eyes popped open in alarm, and he looked instantly ready for a fight. Razor rolled her eyes. "Chill, just came to tell you it's your turn." When he calmed down, Razor nodded her head at the camps border, than she walked towards her own tent.