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*somewhere in Nevada...**it was a quiet day. A successful raid took place on another AAHW building, so they have been quiet for a while, as they were repairing and trying go learn from the catastrophic mistake they made by leaving explosives canisters out in the open. As it was a calm day, nothing to do but think, hank was doing just that. Thinking. He was walking slowly around the red desert, watching the dark sky as it swirled with pale clouds. The city lights weren't far off, but he knows he wouldn't get lost. He grew up here, he knows all around Nevada. So he wandered, his heavy steps kicking up dust over his red goggles.**he passed rocks and a few scattered trees, before he came across the one cliff he liked the most- the one and only waterfall in Nevada. It was a tall cliff, going down into a lake, from a river. He sat a ways away from the water, his legs hanging off the edge of the cliff as he looked at the water. Oh, this is nice. It's peaceful, for once.*
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