On forum: 12/13/2009
Luck of the Irish|
This is just a feedback test, I don't necessarily intend on continuing it.
The Irish are coupled with luck: The luck of the Irish, four leafed clovers and leprechauns, some would figure they wouldn't end up in conundrums such as this.
A single man running down the road, Irish they call him, and not because he's a boozer. Bullets pinged on the road beneath him, see our good man Irish had managed to get caught by a 3 man patrol of the military on a simple runners mission.
Irish was sprinting as fast as he could dropping what he could to lighten his feet. He saw a door and without thinking kicked it open then propped it back with a near by barrel. He felt safe for the moment, that is, until he looked where he was.
His pupils stretched as he gazed into a long dark tunnel. Reached into his bag and pulled out a heart beat sensor, a single calm heart beat in the darkness. Wouldn't be a bandit, by the looks of things they cleared out oh here a while ago . Irish looked down to the bandit corpses and picked up a sawn-off shotgun checked how much ammo it had in it, still had two shots, that could be bad or good.
Please tell me what you think.
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