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[center][h3]Resident Evil Verse- Compound[/h3][/center]
[b]Mentioned:[/b] Claire, [@VitaVitaAR] [@Raineh Daze] [@PKMNB0Y][@Wraithblade6]
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Sol stuck a pinky in his ear and pretended to clean it while Claire yelled at him. He stared aimlessly upwards, drawing his pinky out of his ear to flick some crust away. Shrugging his shoulders, Sol turned, shouldering his sword and sauntered after the group. He wasn’t going to argue with the girl. If the map had been a copy, then she could have easily made one for all of them and as far as he was concerned, he came alone and didn’t even know who all of those jokers were.

[color=red][i]Says the bitch who sent an army to attempt to kill one guy[/i][/color], Sol mused.

His free hand dipped into his pants pocket as he lazily followed the group.

[color=red][i]I should have went through the other doors. I bet there’s more action happening elsewhere than here. Hell, I might have actually been paid if I went elsewhere. Everyone can’t be broke.[/i][/color]