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Post by Rob on Mar 4, 2015 16:27:14 GMT -6
The cameras had found him. In a candid moment, we see Raze sitting on a bench under the hot sun. Wearing his usual black clothing, he speaks on his mobile phone.
"How've you been?"
"Good, good. You been watching?"
He smiles.
"Cool, so you know the shit and the fan will be meeting soon."
"Well, what I'm thinking is this: it's obvious one match won't end this and it won't stay one on one. Never does. So, since I tend to escalate things, I figured, what's worse than facing one hard hitting, tough bastard?"
"Exactly, fighting two. Feel like causing trouble?"
"Leon and Eva have their own thing. Better to leave them to it."
He nods, though no one knows why they do this whilst on the phone. It's not like the person on the other side can see you do it.
"I thought you might. I'll catch up with you soon. Just saw some fuckwit with a camera thinking he can hide."
Hanging up, Raze looks to his left, causing the camera to jerk as its operator is caught.
"I think you've heard enough for now."
The cameraman stands up and slowly turns to walk away. It was his own fault, though; how stealthy can you be with cameras that big?
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