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[b]Bolin Lai[/b] - [b]Location[/b]: Creepy old factory [b]Tags[/b]: Open
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Snowflakes drifted down slowly out of the black sky, a few settling on the bright fabric of Foo Dog's costume. He sat on the corner of a roof, watching the twinkling lights and shop windows below. Cheerful Christmas music played somewhere in the distance. 

"You know, Shi, sometimes this "lone warrior" thing kinda' blows. We should restart the Avengers." 

[i]"Don't lose focus of your mission,"[/i] Shishi chided. 

"Yeah...the mission. Always the mission." Bolin grumbled as he stood and continued on his way. He needed to investigate what the Hand had been up to before he interrupted their meeting. He was sure they probably cleaned shop after his epic battle with their warriors, but maybe they left some clues behind.

The old factory had been shut down for years. The Hand had a way of picking the absolute creepiest hide outs they could find. Bolin scoured the dust filled hull of rust and old machinery, but came up mostly empty handed. That was until he found a small, white fragment on the floor.

"Is this bone?" He asked, picking it up despite his better judgment, "Shishi, you don't think..."

[i]"The last of the exilir was drained. They shouldn't have access to more. But if they've found the right ingredients..."[/i]

"Oh damn, that could get messy quick. If the Hand is working on a new batch of resurrection bullshit, you can bet whoever they want to bring back is better off dust."