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Answering the Call Muscles flexing across his back, shoulders and arms, Zane set the pace of his warm-up exercises to the inner beat of his heart. Sweat beginning to bead on his brow, and breathes coming faster, his attacks took on gusto and a determination that could be seen by all of the combatants on the practicing field. Having these exercises centered him, bringing the world to his terms, and giving him an inner peace about what was to come. He had no clients to take care of currently, and no bad news had been delivered to his door, but yet something rumbled on the metaphorical horizon, something that was to bring portents of doom that he'd rather not haveAnswering the Call by ~OrionDeltaOmega
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Deviousness `TimberClipse's dedication to our community is without question. From developing helpful tutorials, to being a community leader in groups such as #fella and #deviant365, you can always find Zev connecting with all areas of our community in order to spread his infectious enthusiasm and inspiring positivity. We are delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2012 to `TimberClipse, congratulations! Read More
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