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[RP] The Outcasts |Time: Early Morning|Weather: Clear

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WhistfulSoul:
Soul

Nexalas walked up to Soul, reminding him to change shifts. He mentioned that Soul looked tired.

Right. Though, it may be the stress. So much has happened today, over the past few days, and before that, the past few years.

Soul got up from his position, making room for Nexalas, and went to sit on a crate, a bit distanced from the overs. He started to meditate for a while, before realizing that it was useless without rest, and eventually fell asleep.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas

He stood where Soul was after nodding, understanding the feeling completely. He looked out at the desert wasteland, scanning the horizon and noticing a few familiar places. There seemed to be another ruined town off in the distance, he could tell there were barely standing buildings and ruined houses around that area. He sighed, remembering the place all too well.

... I wonder if someone still lives there... now that I think about it, that would be a good place to get ambushed or for soldiers to hide. I'll keep an eye on that area.

He continued scanning the landscape for movement, staying alert all the while.

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