thebrownray:

Nah, Gav and Michael
are behind us. It’s their
problem now.

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[Ray fell silent as the
whirring of helicopter blades
could be heard in the
distance. He leaned forward,
sighing at his findings.]

That we may need to worry about.

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“Uh, serpentine! Find some cover–” [His head hit the dash as the car thrashed, the bullets from the chopper making dents in the bulletproof roof.] “Fuck. Maybe not.” [His vision spun.] 

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