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[sub][color=758186]AARON “ZEPHYR” NYLES[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]FARHAVEN [Train Station][/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]07:15AM[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color] [@Prisk][@DeadDrop][@Salsa Verde][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]
The lulling sounds of the train in motion did its part in attempting to lull him into a sense of near sleep, the Nakamasa clattering against the wall of his compartment. It was a feeling that he wasn’t used to having since he spent several weeks in a row on assignment on the far end of the country gathering intel and killing the infected.  Life was a bit chaotic for the speedy Aeon, uncovering enemy plots, killing infected creatures and people, the constant eye on R&D so for the time to get a little shut eye was something that was a great relief. As he watched trees pass by he felt his eyes begin to drift he began to wonder what the S.W.A.R.G. was going to be like.[/color] 

[sub][color=904e80]FLASHBACK "The Sounds of War"[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=904e80]HALIFAX [Near Obsidia Ridge][/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=904e80]3 Weeks Prior[/color][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]The sun had long since left the sky and the night had covered it in a deep thick navy. From just beyond the town's border, Aaron watched the last few people go to their homes and shut down for the evening. He had been given reports of a group of bandits attacking villages using infected wildlife and weapons that seemed beyond the normal means of the populace. The whole thing smelled fishy, it seemed like someone was providing the means for these people to pillage. In the distance he could hear a family laughing and having a good time and it brought a smile to his face bringing back good memories. Aaron had been there for hours just outside the vision of the people and he decided that he would prop himself against a tree and take a moment to rest himself for just a moment. Letting out a sigh of relief he dozed off, just for a moment.[/color] [center][h1][sub]SCREEEECCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH[/sub][/h1][/center]


[sub][color=758186]AARON “ZEPHYR” NYLES[/color] [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]FARHAVEN [Inside Train][/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color]   [color=758186]07:51AM[/color]   [color=cecece]—[/color] [@Prisk][@DeadDrop][@Salsa Verde][/sub][hr][color=8d8e8f]

Sitting up drenched and a cold sweat the whole compartment was humming with electricity as Aaron’s hand was white knuckled gripped onto the hilt of Nakamasa, his other finger on the trigger of the firing mechanism, and his spirits of electricity crackled around the makeshift room. The shallow rapid breaths began to slow to a crawl as he gently let go of the sword and collapsed into the bench seating. [i]’This is exactly why you don’t sleep Zeph’[/i]. Wondering what on earth disturbed his mildly disturbing cat nap when he peeked his head out of his compartment to see a group of people converging outside another compartment. He didn’t think much of it until he recognized Garuda and made the connection that they must be the other members of the Group. As he took a moment to gather himself, Aaron had to take a moment to remind himself about his number one rule, don’t get too attached. As he wiped the wrinkles out of his pants and took a moment to ruffle out his loose fitting button up shirt Aaron turned on his “dealing with people” facade and knocked on the door of the other compartment.

[color=6699ff][b]"Well, well, if it isn’t my fellow members of the Group—and what an illustrious group. Allow me to introduce myself..."[/b][/color]

He gave an over exaggerated bow as if he was some vaudeville showman,

[color=6699ff][b]"You may call me Zephyr, the fastest Aeon this side of Cetra!"[/b][/color]
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