11-19-2007, 04:45 PM
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indent Since he had been a boy, Ahren had tapped into his genetic makeup and used the mutation to his advantage. He climbed trees, gone on adventures like the men in stories he had been told did, and worked his hands raw. In time, he found that two legs served him better then four. Shifting his feet and flicking ash from his cigarette, he turned to the approaching female. “Won’t be morning for a few more hours,” he said, casting a momentary glance up to the dark sky above. “What are you doing out so late?”
indent Since he had been a boy, Ahren had tapped into his genetic makeup and used the mutation to his advantage. He climbed trees, gone on adventures like the men in stories he had been told did, and worked his hands raw. In time, he found that two legs served him better then four. Shifting his feet and flicking ash from his cigarette, he turned to the approaching female. “Won’t be morning for a few more hours,” he said, casting a momentary glance up to the dark sky above. “What are you doing out so late?”