07-17-2018, 10:40 PM
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Eleven thousand seven hundred and fifty two. Eleven thousand seven hundred and fifty three. Eleven thousand seven hundred and...
"Mierda."
She had lost count, tripped by a stray twig that had escaped her peripheral vision and ripped out of her thoughts rather violently. What she had been counting? Nothing important, really, but it still irritated her to have been so rudely interrupted and to have to be forced to start over. It had been somewhere in the eleven thousands, though, perhaps even twelve thousand... and just to give herself the benefit of the doubt, Sombra decided to round it up to twelve thousand just for good measure.
Twelve thousand. Twelve thousand and one. Twelve thousand and two.... and stop.
Twelve thousand and two steps from the stupid rock she had called home to the border of a place she knew *nothing* about. Perfect. This was exactly where she wanted to be, at the edge of some random ass plain with some freaky tower in the distance that she would call her home for the time being. How long she would call it home, however, she did not know... give or take a few months until she was bored and decided to take twelve thousand and two more steps in the other direction.
"Oi!"
That should have gotten someone coming.
Eleven thousand seven hundred and fifty two. Eleven thousand seven hundred and fifty three. Eleven thousand seven hundred and...
"Mierda."
She had lost count, tripped by a stray twig that had escaped her peripheral vision and ripped out of her thoughts rather violently. What she had been counting? Nothing important, really, but it still irritated her to have been so rudely interrupted and to have to be forced to start over. It had been somewhere in the eleven thousands, though, perhaps even twelve thousand... and just to give herself the benefit of the doubt, Sombra decided to round it up to twelve thousand just for good measure.
Twelve thousand. Twelve thousand and one. Twelve thousand and two.... and stop.
Twelve thousand and two steps from the stupid rock she had called home to the border of a place she knew *nothing* about. Perfect. This was exactly where she wanted to be, at the edge of some random ass plain with some freaky tower in the distance that she would call her home for the time being. How long she would call it home, however, she did not know... give or take a few months until she was bored and decided to take twelve thousand and two more steps in the other direction.
"Oi!"
That should have gotten someone coming.
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