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[hr][b][color=purple]Location:[/color][/b] Fifth Cohort -> Argo III
[b][color=purple]Skills:[/color][/b] Running [/center]
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Marco ran like a bat out of hell towards the only beacon of survival, the flying ship the Greek's had arrived on. He knew Em was still in the Labyrinth... He tried not to focus on that as he saw Alexandra and Nancy. He did nod in agreement and then gestured for Alexandra to board after Nancy, feeling his chest tighten up a bit as he looked around. So many injured were being hurried to the infirmary, and he was going to head that way to see if Demi was there when he spotted a familiar face...

[color=purple]"EM! Thank gods!"[/color] Marco didn't care where they were, or what their current state was, but he rushed over to his beloved Em, cupped her face fully in both of his hands and kissed her deeply, letting his thumbs brush over his cheeks as he felt the start of tears in his eyes. He broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to hers before whispering softly in French, their shared language. [color=purple]"I am so glad to see you again my love. I was worried I'd never see you again."[/color] He let his hand trace her face, and looked her over.

Yes, he would check on Demi in a bit but Em was here. His lifeline, his love. They were together.