Cyren
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12-06-2015, 09:29 AM
Shane <img src="https://i.imgur.com/pUgtAVa.gif">! -->
Strolling into the corporate offices, the Irishman winks at the cute secretary filing her nails behind a sawdust desk at his right.Â
"Mr. isn't seeing anyone, his official response is 'Suck my wet ba--"Â Cyren cuts her off.
"I know, I know... they're the wettest." Nodding his head, he ignores and pushes on through the hallway, his feet trudging through a moutain of soda cans and 'Weapon: Ashen' paraphernalia.
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His foot clomps on an 'Evil Steve Jason' action figure and he picks it up.
It's a bobble head.
Tapping SJ's nose, Cyren chuckles. The eyes roll back and forth, a cheery logo fading and diminished reads, 'New Wave', on an old t-shirt. Must be a classic.. he thinks.
"You always were pestering that man..."Â The gruff voice says, slurred and weary from Cyren's left.
It's none other then the 'Man' himself.
Shane .
"Shane, me boy... been staying up late drinking Soldier's vodka, watching 'Black Circle Boys' again?"Â Cyren questions, noting the bags beneath Shane's eyes.
The other man doesn't respond, as he takes a bite of raw potato in his hand.
"Anyways, friend.... I had a question for you... I've been gone a while... there's almost no one left I recognize... bring me up to speed, will ya?"
Cyren awaits a response...
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