Yes, let's get moving
From Create Your Own Story
You and Alia head away from the police station and begin making your way west towards Lebanon. You avoid the main highways, following lonely back roads. Whenever you hear a car coming, you hide until it's passed.
When the sun begins to go down, you make camp for the night in a well-concealed gully. Luckily, the weather is warm. You can't risk building a fire and drawing attention to yourselves.
In the twilight, you take your first real long, close look at your new companion. It's still light enough to see her well. She is strikingly beautiful, with the same exotic Middle Eastern features that you have. She has your long dark hair, dark brown eyes, and deeply tanned skin. She's smaller than you, looking around 5'4" and 115 pounds, but her firm body is just as athletic, muscular, and feminine as yours. Her breasts, looking identical in size to yours, must be 34Bs too. You can tell she's not wearing a bra. Alia meets your gaze. You blush and quickly smile and turn away.
The two of you talk as darkness settles around you. She tells you about her exciting life as a smuggler and the close calls she's had with both Jordanian and Syrian authorities. You can't tell her who you really are, so you give made-up details about your phony life as a Lebanese businesswoman. Part of you feels guilty about lying to her, but the other part isn't sure if you can trust her.
You let out a yawn. "You look tired, Rania," says Alia. "You should get some sleep. I'll take the first watch."
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Browning pistol, grenades, data drive, cyanide capsule |
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