"Although operated by G.U.A.R.D., we're willing to ceced the resort as a 'global territory' thus registering it eligible for taxes. Consider the taxes." It read.
It would consist of a town square built in front of the pyramids entrance. There, shops and stalls for tourists would be placed alongside a grandiose fountain depicting the behemoth lion the first Awakened had to slay to escape.
He walked up to Barber's desk where he placed a single USB drive. Stepping back, he crossed his hands behind him and patiently waited for the Secretary-General to finish reading her papers.
Like reanimated corpses, their joints and ligaments moved robotically. The four stumbled to their feet, struggling to maintain their balance along the way.
He described their venture into the forest and the destination with which they ended. He told them of the abrupt ambush in the bushes and the arrows that succinctly flew in afterward.
Beside the beefy black man, an old woman with short gray hair. Her hair was unstoppably curly and piercings laid rest in her ears, lips, nose, and eyebrows alike. She had gauges in her earlobes as well, which stretched down past her chin.
Drayton senior had a head full of sandy blonde hair with wisps of silver interwoven throughout. Moreover, a single scar ran through his eyebrow, but failed to scratch the sapphire intensity of his royal blue eyes.