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GIDEON While a more novice hunter might have found the idea of a man-sized dragon to be preposterious (or the idea of dragons, period, too much to believe), Gideon was just experienced enough to take things at face value. If a hunter said thar be dragons, walking amongst ye, then that was the...

Micaiah "Mick" Solomon FC: Regé-Jean Page Name: Micaiah Solomon Nickname: Mick, only if you're close to him Age: 32 Gender: Male Faction: Wastelander, Ex-Raider Physical Description Height: 5’11” Weight: 165 lbs Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Dark Brown Distinguishing Features: A tattoo on his...

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Lincoln State Correctional Center The Fight Pit Well, that was unforeseen. When Weston had settled into his seat next to Tig to watch the fight, he expected Xander to be thoroughly beaten. The guy was wounded already - severely - and he didn’t have the kind of practice Derek’s fighters did...

FLASHBACK West Virginia - 1999 Weston Jones Senior was the kind of guy that people crossed the street to avoid. Built like a brick shithouse - well over six-foot-six, broad shouldered, and muscular from a life of hard labor. Not like those bodybuilders with skinny torsos and weirdly sculpted...

GIDEON "I can't blame you, about not wanting to retire. Hell, I don't think I know any Hunters that actually retire. Not willingly." Gideon shook his head, folding a piece of cheese in half, then in half again, breaking it into four small cubes. He stacked them on top of one another into a tiny...

GIDEON Gideon put on his best, most innocent shining smile to the waitress as she bought their Dungeons & Dragons cover story, hook line and sinker. Typical fool. Offering his thanks as well, he relaxed more when she was out of earshot again. He turned his attention back to Christopher. “A...

GIDEON Filing away the information of where others originated from, Gideon made easy chit-chat in the hour or less drive to their intended destination - revealing very little of actual use that might come back to bite him in the ass in the event that Christopher reported back everything to Mac...

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GIDEON Gideon had glanced around the parking lot, wondering what Christopher drove. He hadn’t seen a vehicle pull up while he was in the diner. If he had to guess, Christopher looked like a truck guy. Or maybe even a motorcycle? But a truck would be more useful. More pragmatic. More- Gideon’s...

FLASHBACK One Week After Arrival at Lincoln, Post-Horde - Date Night! The idea of going on a date while in the depths of a civilization-destroying apocalypse seemed utterly absurd on its surface. But here they were. On a date. Granted they were still in a prison, and the “club” they went to...

LINCOLN The Pit On stage, spatial awareness was just as important as remembering your lines. Crashing into another actor not only made you look clumsy, it made you unemployed. Tig didn’t know what to call it, but he always had some kind of sixth sense when someone was quietly standing by or...