[center][b][h2][color=808080]Sheridan Black[/color][/h2][/b][/center]
[center][b][h3][color=808080]Middle School[/color][/h3][/b][/center]
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Sheridan was almost surprised that the church girl showed as nuch restraint as she did. Back in her day they would have already been pointing their weapons and kindling the bonfire aqt the mere mention of anything supernatural. Her grip on the sheathed sword tightened. Many people that had no contact with the occult had perished this way.

Carver had shot off in the opposite direction and seemed to possibly be abandoning all caution at this point.

[color=808080]"If it was already there then I doubt that you would mind if it were erased then? It really is quite an eyesore."[/color]

Sheridan dropped the sword and opened the smaller bag to retrieve a short barrelled grenade launcher. She flipped up the leaf sight and took aim at the most remote portion of 'artwork'.

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