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ltreigns ([info]ltreigns) wrote in [info]bsg93_avalon,
@ 2009-06-04 17:16:00

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Preminition Of Blood Pt.1
Present Day, Avalon: Starboard Bulkhead 03 1842 hours

Tyler walked through the large doorway into the hall outside the bulkhead bridging the Starboard Flight Pod to the rest of the massive warship. Even as the loud roar of Viper and Raptor teams launched for their training missions, and the returning of the last wing's pilots with their chatter, something seemed out of place for the Lieutenant, something....something seemed very cold, a feeling of vulnerability and weakness filled the man as he walked down the hall. Suddenly Tyler felt the urge to take a detour on his way back to the officer's quarters. Not much later he heard two men talking which quickly elevated to shouting and cursing. Tyler began running towards the engagement.


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