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Post by anisaul5 on Sept 27, 2009 16:12:47 GMT -5
Antione had once again been moved across the world. He had come from one of the coldest places in the world to the most humid. He had taken off his regular clothes and put on his morphing outfit. Even though it was smaller, and skin tight, the heat was still getting to him. Sheilding his eyes, Antione looked upwards towards the sun. It had reached it's highest point, causing sweat to pour out of Antione's pores. Thankfully, he wasn't too far from the hotel in which Dean was. Grabbing all his things, which included two extra changes of clothes and a pair of shoes, Antione moved onward.
Three minutes passed before he finally reached the hotel. He opened the door and walked inside, looking around for Dean. His new faction leader was no where to be seen. He began to laugh quietly at this thought. Dean had become a faction leader in such a short time. The guy had guts, Antione had to admit that. Not wanting to waste time, Antione yelled, "Dean! You in here!"
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