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... A machine interface rang in his ear as the mechanical sound of the pod resounded and a young man with a slim build stretched his hand out and crawled out of the pod.
"Hmmm, doesn’t get old" his lip broke into a smirk as he raised his hand up grabbing a hand full of hair on his head, pulling it back.
His countenance was beautiful, eyes as dreamy as prince and chin as hard as chiseled stone. Weave tech always brought out the best of humanity in its weaves. He thought in his mind. � ...
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