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Hizkiel bit his lower lip in frustion, throwing his screw driver down on the floor. The echo through the empty hardware store made him grimace. He pushed the
long red hair out of his eyes, and rubbed his briused eye. His eye looked painfully blackened, slightly swollen, looking as if he had just gotten out of fight.
A cut was on his upper lip.
Hizkiel always looked that way though. He could have easily made the bruises and cuts go away, but he never did.
He pushed the strange looking thing in front of him with his booted foot, a loud bang rang through the store when his boot connected with it.
"It's not working, Cass." He said to the only other being in the store.
Hizkiel always looked that way though. He could have easily made the bruises and cuts go away, but he never did.
He pushed the strange looking thing in front of him with his booted foot, a loud bang rang through the store when his boot connected with it.
"It's not working, Cass." He said to the only other being in the store.
