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<b>"Roight where were we?"</b> he spoke aloud as he turned back towards the wall. Casually picking up an arrow and preparing it on his bow as he tucked his knife back unto it's sheath...<br/>
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Cooper had his compound bow and arrow at the ready as two figures emerged from the gate. He saw the woman walk up to the walker and dispatch it with her knife without any effort. The man, who equalled his own stature had his gun aimed for him. His own bow and arrow raised, he held his aim on the man. As they stood there aiming for one another, his eyes flickered ever so often to the woman. She just beamed authority. He had seen it from the woods and she showed it again now. She clearly was in charge and there was no way of getting around that. <br/>
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"Well lucky 'ol me then ay? I don't have it aimed at ya head, Sheila, but at the bloke standing behind'ya" <br/>
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Cooper couldn't help his Aussie tongue to come out during these heated situations. Even after so many years living in the US, his roots got the better of him at times. Scraping his throat he composed himself somewhat.<br/>
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"Name's Sebastian and I'm here for answers. My partner got ... taken out by a asian guy. He had a map with this place marked on it." As Cooper nods towards the gate he continues. "So... This Havenshire? What you lure people in and take their shit?!" As he asked these questions his fingers had already partially released his arrow in case he had to fight his way out of the situation.<br/>
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