http://nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nastypieceofwrk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-04-23 11:16 am

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A flash, a bang, and the number of tricky bastards in this sorry shell of a world just went up by one.

"Fuck," he muttered, the fall had crushed his lit Silk Cut. And there wasn't enough left to re-light the smoke. He got up, and blearily stared at his new surroundings. Awful lot of sand around here.  Aw hell. He tapped out another smoke, and lit it.  Better stretch these out before he can get to a duty free shop, or anywhere else that sells smokes.

"Shit, it's the fucking Sahara." He then exclaimed, smoke billowing out between his lips as he spoke, as he got a better look at the sand dunes. There was also that familiar tingle. Magic. or something like it. Close by, and its call was almost pulling at him like an eager sprog tugging at his coattails. Synchroncity still working for him clearly, so he started walking in the direction of it.

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