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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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the name delta force did ring a bell in her head. she had heard the name thrown around a couple times especially when it was beginning to start up and they were gaining recruits. "i heard about it when it was being formed. i specialise especially in sniping. best sniper there was i guarantee you." she paused for a second and shook her head "nah, second best. you should have seen my mom. she could shoot an apple off of someones head from miles away. but anyways, one of my superiors had offered me a position on the force. but there were prior engagements i had in afghanistan that needed my help. at the time i was more important but looking back it was just stupid politics. i didn't pay much more attention to delta or what they were doing after that, though." she wished she had. she hadn't blamed jacob for feeling how he did. now in retrospect she felt like she should have taken on the offer. but there was no point thinking about it. it was now the past and she had to keep moving on and trying to survive. as she had said before, she truly did believe the world was beyond saving and there was no point thinking otherwise. you'd just get your hopes up for no reason. <br/>
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"i heard about it first from a man i met in arizona. it was when i went to my sister's to find her. i didn't find her but her next door neighbour was there hiding out. he refused to leave his house. he had a group of survivors he was with and they went to get supplies and never came back. one of whom was his wife. so he wouldn't leave his house until she came back. but he knew my sister well and knew my family in the military. he saw me and opened right up about the isle. he had known people in the military too and heard it was off of mexico on a little island. apparently, it used to be privately owned. kind of like those sandles islands we used to see on commercials on tv? but it's for really rich folks, probably the reason i've never heard of it before. getting to and over the boarder is going to be hard, though. there's a group that i heard is camped out all along the mexican boarder and they're apparently fucked up. or that's the rumours i've heard. you can't get too close or else they attack and with the supposed numbers and weapons they have it seems like if you get caught you're not going to be able to make it back." mind you, this was all just through the grapevine but ash didn't doubt it nonetheless. cults like that weren't uncommon but the numbers was the most daunting aspect. <br/>
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