(( ok guys, who's meeting who? xD Plasmid, ima coming your way, so it's kinda up to you if we meet or not... ))
Slaver shook of the dirt from his quiver as he woke up inside the remains of a commercial building he took shelter in over the night. The building was a massive one before it had gone down, and Slaver can imagine it going 50 stories high and more than twice that in both length and width.
He looked slowly into his quiver and realized that there we're only 10 bolts left.
Goddamnit. Already time to make a new batch., he thought.
In the far corner of the room lay the remains of a dead non mutated deer. Slaver was smart enough not to eat the flesh that was already decomposing.
He took out his blade and sliced the back of the corpse. Inside the slice, larvae we're scuttling. He grabbed a handful and headed out of the building.
He could see someone watching him from the tops of almost all the buildings but he did not care for he did not pose a threat to them. Slaver though he should go visit the legendary capitol city of Atlantis where he thought he should stay for a while to replenish his supplies and weapons.
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