"Alright, guys!" Zack's arms were crossed over his chest as he looked around the streets. Handwavey Messages had been left on the phones of anybody who had exchanged numbers at past Reserve meetings, Martial or Magic, and people had been told to bring whatever they needed in order to go zombie-fish hunting. "This is kind of like the time we had
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Streets were not her forte, though, so she was ducking behind whatever cover she could as she shot arrows out at the fish -- yes, the fish in the air -- and wishing for a tree or something.
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