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It had been a while since HUNK had ventured out into the courtyard at the back of the apartments, but for one reason or another, the evening had called him out there and as he slowly removed his gas mask and helmet, he allowed his eyes to bestow the night sky. It was an odd sort of sight really, but it made the old mercenary feel at peace with himself. All the stress and paranoia that had begun to swell beneath his cool exterior was now fading away and soon, he was positioned cross-legged on the ground with his elbows resting on his knees.
Breathing in slowly, Sierra folded his middle fingers to touch his thumbs and spread his outer digits to almost engulf the bent set. Then, almost in a thought out pace, his head lowered and those bright blue eyes of his fell shut. Another sigh escaped his nostrils and soon his chest rose with a large sum of air. For a minute or two, HUNK held that position, feeling the air tight between his ribs and lungs. Then, once again, he released it, letting his body sink and flow with the passing air.
And such was Mr. Death; a callous and secluded mercenary that had an odd sense of Buddhism around him. He was a balance of two completely different worlds. However, as much as both sides of him were different, as he sat in the harmony of the outdoors, it seemed as if Alexander Sierra had finally come together as a whole.
Breathing in slowly, Sierra folded his middle fingers to touch his thumbs and spread his outer digits to almost engulf the bent set. Then, almost in a thought out pace, his head lowered and those bright blue eyes of his fell shut. Another sigh escaped his nostrils and soon his chest rose with a large sum of air. For a minute or two, HUNK held that position, feeling the air tight between his ribs and lungs. Then, once again, he released it, letting his body sink and flow with the passing air.
And such was Mr. Death; a callous and secluded mercenary that had an odd sense of Buddhism around him. He was a balance of two completely different worlds. However, as much as both sides of him were different, as he sat in the harmony of the outdoors, it seemed as if Alexander Sierra had finally come together as a whole.