Wandering Lion shifted as he felt a strange gaze fall upon him in his sleep, but simply rolled over and continued to snore loudly. None of the other men of the Phoenix Claws stirred as the strange woman stepped into their quarters, instead continuing to doze quietly. The distinctice snap of a gun's hammer being set was heard from behind in the doorway, before being followed by the soft voice of Kira.
"You'd better have a damn good reason why you're sneaking in here with my Captain's hat."
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Tyriont was too tired even to scream any longer. His body ached, covered with small cuts. Painful, but all except the one on his face cut lightly enough so as not to scar permanently. He was covered in bruises, his right eye puffed up to the point where he could no longer open it. He barely lifted his head as the door opened to admit a large, cloaked figure. He was too weak to even thing of resisting as the man raised a billy-club and struck the back of Tyriont's head, sending him into darkness.
"You'd better have a damn good reason why you're sneaking in here with my Captain's hat."
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Tyriont was too tired even to scream any longer. His body ached, covered with small cuts. Painful, but all except the one on his face cut lightly enough so as not to scar permanently. He was covered in bruises, his right eye puffed up to the point where he could no longer open it. He barely lifted his head as the door opened to admit a large, cloaked figure. He was too weak to even thing of resisting as the man raised a billy-club and struck the back of Tyriont's head, sending him into darkness.
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