Aragorn — Roleplayer Guild

Jacob sat back on his chair, looking over the hall. It was a little different since the old russian castle had become a military base. The tables, instead of being stacked with weapons and ammo, now had maps, blueprints, and laptops scattered wily nily. The sound of helicopters and planes taking off could be heard occasionally, going off to seperate parts of the worlds to take care of trouble. Which was why he was there today. It was, once again, time for the old team to gather up to take on the next big threat, which was part of the reason for the messy hall. Where he was sitting, there was a tablet computer with a holographic map of several dimensions hovering above it, which he was occasionally glancing at. His head was too full of thoughts to be able to concentrate on the map. One of which was about the map itself. The map SHOULD have only been showing a single dimension. The boundaries between the dimensions were getting so weak that the map itself couldn't tell the difference between the borders. That was one of the major reasons why he was so majorly worried. And why he had called everybody together for this meeting. His eyes had slight bags underneath them from sleepless nights trying to figure out the reason behind the instability. His uniform had wrinkles in it from being slept in the previous night. He was, obviously, not the carefree boy he had been four years ago.

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