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broken_time ([info]broken_time) wrote in [info]exiles,
@ 2011-01-24 14:57:00


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Entry tags:dorrek, gwenny

More travelers, lost in time
Suddenly, everything changes.

Complex worlds - space-scapes, WWII as a backdrop, friends, allies, enemies - all disappear to be replaced with... sand.

Miles and miles of sand. Rolling hills, dunes, not an oasis in sight.


Well, except that, from somewhere just beyond the hills, there's a smell of fresh coffee.


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[info]notallhunkydory
2011-01-25 01:42 am UTC (link)
All right, so not 'whatever happens'. And he gets the feeling that not all the missions are going to be as easy as saving cheerleaders. Dorrek returns the Timebroker's stare. "Understood," he says, crossing his arms over his chest.

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[info]a_pal
2011-01-25 01:43 am UTC (link)
Gwenny nods, and soon she's finishing her muffins.

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