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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kai Sarutobi" data-source="post: 4447716" data-attributes="member: 75120">The wolf looked up to him, those dark eyes searching the man for a moment, then glancing back to the sword, as if in answer to his question. Slowly the animal paced towards him, brushing alongside one leg, demenor changed entirely in an instant. But things never truely change, or if they do, they quickly change and quickly change back again. The moment the wolf dissapeared behind him, it began to bark, its fur raising, eyes staring off into the distance this time as it snapped its jaws. Turning, William could see nothing that would have set the animal off, and with its barking he could barely hear himself think. The sun had finally drifted beneath the horizon by this point, and even squinting over the distance there was little to see. He heard it first then. Even over the wolf's cries, the sound of a running engine, no, several running engines could be caught on the wind. A moment later, they appeared, ramping up over a crevice that could barely be seen, their headlights flashing as they drove, one erraticly, the two following in a safer, saner path. It wasn't until their headlights finally flickered off that William would get a good look at them.  The trio screamed 'Shinra'. Of the three of them, one was obviously the leader, his baggy pants, dark blue shirt and glowing blue eyes making clear his profession, even his rank, A SOLDIER 1st class if cloths were to be believed. The men behind him wore a modified version of the 3rd class garb, the traditional 'six eyed' Shinra helm replaced by a similar helm, an inverted red cross running across their eyes then down the middle of the helm, the same emblem appearing on the breast of each of the men's outfits. The wolf was still going mad as the three left their vehicles, the lead man smiling widely as he came into view, his hair black, styled up into hard spikes, a few of which fell down into his eyes. The pommel of a blade, a massive one at that, stuck up over one shoulder, his weapon easily the equal of the one at William's back. "Nice night eh?" He frowned then, looking to the growling wolf with a scowl, before glancing back to his men, all smiles once more. "Shut that thing up will ya?"</blockquote>

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