[hr][center][color=808B96][color=A56062][h2][b]M a x[/b][/h2][/color]Southeastern Mir [b]-[/b] The Fall[/color][/center]
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[color=A56062]“That’s a weird looking flashlight.”[/color] 

Max raised a brow as he reached behind his jacket to his kit, and retrieved a similar but vastly different one. He had never seen a flashlight of Novan or Miran design look like the one the kid had thrown on the ground. As he reached down to the ground and swiped the piece of metal from the shrub-covered grass he looked over to Taffy before tossing it over while he turned on his personal flashlight. He figured two should have been good enough.

[color=A56062]“Oi, catch. Even little girls know how to use ‘em, yeh?”[/color]