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TIME IS AN ILLUSION
❝ Ugh. Don't call me that. You can call me... Randy. ❞
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WALKING IN THE nearly empty store, Devlin, Loki, and B-15 move down an empty aisle, both Loki's and Devlin's postures relaxed.
After a while of tense silence, Devlin speaks with a sarcastic grin, "I, for one, am glad we're getting to spend this time together."
"Quiet." B-15 hisses.
"I'm just gonna say, I think we got off on the wrong foot..." Loki starts, only to be shushed by B-15.
Soft clinking fills their ears, and they all turn in the direction it came from. The aisle next to them.
Devlin tilts his head, and slowly walks to the end of the aisle, the others following him as he rounds the corner.
They spot a young man, dressed in a blue sweatshirt and black pants, looking through plants and flowers. Devlin's eyes immediately narrow, the aura coming from the man similar to Loki's.
B-15 raises her weapon. "Hey."
The man turns, and his eyes widen. He raises his arms in surrender. "Woah, it's okay. It's okay."
