Talk:Passin' Time RP/@comment-27025025-20151017142720/@comment-27025025-20151017183323

"Great." Des says on the walkie-talkie before entering the room where The President, Tyrone, and Gerald was in.

"Gentlemen, the rebels have been crushed. Now we can continue with our meeting." Des curtly said before walking to an empty chair and continuing to talk to the men.


 * ANONYMOUS NEW NPC POV***

"My Lady, we have arrived at District 7. What are your orders?" He asked, helping me down the ramp.

"There's a special woman I have to see. A Shaman the people say." I mused as I observed the arid land.

Wrinkling my nose I continued saying,"Bring her to me. Meanwhile, burn the rebel outpost. They must be fools to think they can hide in the trees, away from hovercrafts."

A small smile dances on my lips as I watch the flames play with the rebels. Screams fill the night sky, satisfying my deepest desires.