[h1]Lawrence Hale[/h1]

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November 19, 1:53 AM
Northeastern proximity

Lawrence sat atop the rock he took cover behind for most of the battle, checking his rifle and loading it, holding a bullet in his mouth. That was one of the most brutal battles to be close to Voldoa, what's worse is that it was just outside the city Lawrence vowed to protect. He took the bullet out of his mouth and loaded it into a magazine before looking down, the man he just fought with laid dead with a caved in skull as a fifty eighter laid on the ground nearby with a type of weapon that had bludgeoned the engineer. Lawrence walked over and looked for any sort of identification on the Engineer. After searching his pockets he found a golden locket kept in his chest pocket. Lawrence flicked it open and found a picture on each side, a women with brown hair on one side and a young girl on the other with similar hair. Family... Lawrence sighed as he put the locket back neatly where he found it and then turned to the fifty eighter. Lawrence had to scan closely and checked vitals to see if his shot had killed the man, and fortunately the revolver bullet met it's mark. A vengeance for the Engineer. Lawrence looked up and scanned, noticing a familiar face. "Hugo Tarblatt." Lawrence commented as he walked over. "So what brings you here?" He asked. "I thought you'd be pouring over reports and statistics about the fight?"