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Feb. 9th, 2009 12:12 am[Filter: Private]
What are you waiting for, Lord Hasten? We're sitting in the most sensitive place in the world we could be, right now, waiting for a signal from you, a signal that isn't coming.
Will it come? Or have you called us to our deaths here.
I've always known there was something you've been hiding. I always thought it was something harmless, considered you a comrade in arms, but now I begin to suspect that it's more than that.
Don't prove me right. All of this is riding on you.
What are you waiting for, Lord Hasten? We're sitting in the most sensitive place in the world we could be, right now, waiting for a signal from you, a signal that isn't coming.
Will it come? Or have you called us to our deaths here.
I've always known there was something you've been hiding. I always thought it was something harmless, considered you a comrade in arms, but now I begin to suspect that it's more than that.
Don't prove me right. All of this is riding on you.
