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Don't ask how Nascour got ahold of Wes's phone number. That's unimportant. What is important is that he's called the boy out today in one of the lesser-visited areas of the island, away from prying eyes, claiming that he has something very important to tell him that can't properly be communicated over the phone. So here he stands in the middle of the woods, arms crossed and waiting for his former enemy to show up.

Date: 2010-04-25 06:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] riku-medusa.livejournal.com
Saying that Nascour was up to something was like saying that he was breathing. He was always up to something.

"Accomplish? Who's to say I'm trying to accomplish anything?" He shrugged, and walked past the young man. "Rather, I'm simply trying to remind you that old habits die hard."

Date: 2010-04-25 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gottasnagemall.livejournal.com
"Doesn't mean that they can't die." Wes can say with confidence that his old habit has died. For now, anyway. Assuming that Nascour has nothing else to say, he climbs onto Vulcan's back and rides off.

Date: 2010-04-25 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] riku-medusa.livejournal.com
Once Wes was out of earshot, Nascour turned to look off in the direction he'd disappeared into. "But something tells me they'll be much more difficult for you to kill than you think." He murmured to himself, and began the trek back to the lab.

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