Talk:Israel/@comment-10700122-20140616013208

Theodore sighed. This life wasn't for him. The paperwork needed to be escaped from, he swore. And he would leave, and go on a mission to scout enemy territory. He may not come back alive. But that is further down his timeline, and we must return to the present. He got up from behind his polished mahogany desk, and walked down the stairs to his car. As he started the ignition, he said that he might as well test the new BY-28 Slingshot GEMPL, to no one in particular. Inside this new man, even if he didn't know it, was that nagging feeling that he should go back to being the Grey Man. But not today. As he sped down the dock, someone was watching him. Someone who held a phone to her ear, and whispered "He is back. Be ready." Then the woman crushed the phone under one black-booted foot, and looked to the horizon. "Even if you don't recognize me, Theo, I recognize you. And you will not escape me this time. Even if I did once love you, I have a new employer now. And they do not allow mistakes." -END TRANSMISSION--