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“Oh, so I’m guess you’re gonna kill the Bindimashi guy? Or something.” He asked giving peter a bowl of soup and a spoon.

“Oh, so I’m guess you’re gonna kill the Bindimashi guy? Or something.” He asked giving peter a bowl of soup and a spoon.

“Anyways. Why don’t you tell me about yourself? Or something.” He said as he went over to the makeshift stove he had. He poured out two bowls worth of soup.

Kasr was 5’8 and not very tall for a man. But he was rather muscular, not too much but just enough to be intimidating.”You’re welcome... I can’t breath pal..”

“I’m glad to hear that. It also smells better.” He laughed. The smell of the stew was strong and it smelled really good.”Make yourself at home.”

“Yep! I’ll have to clean up a bit. But hey, I’ve got stew on the stove, or makeshift stove, if you’re still hungry.” Kasr chimed climbing out of the dune bug and walking into the structure.”And watch your head. The enterance isn’t really for tall people.”

(Sure if you want)

“You can fall asleep if you want. I won’t be offended or anything.” He shrugged. The bug continued to bounce softly over the dunes.

“Yep. That is. Or just one of the many places really. I camp out wherever I want to.” He shrugged.”It’s very comfy.”

Irl: No not really. No body I know draws. Online: Yeah, one or two. I used to have one that was really good but not anymore.

“Oh! Of course. I bet you are very experienced. I meant like experienced in the desert and all. Like a survivalist or something. I didn’t mean to offend you, of course.” He said nervously. Along the horizon there was an object half buried in the sand.

He laughed slightly.”I’ve got to go shopping anyways. But where’d you come from? You look like you would have died out there. I don’t know why they wouldn’t put a more experienced cop on the case.” He shrugged.

“I have some cheez-itz. That’s about it. I don’t eat much. Guess that’s because I have a slow metabolism.” He shrugged he reached behind the seat and pulled out a box of Cheez-it’s.”Help yourself.” He handed peter the box.

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“It’s not that lonely when you live with demons.” He joked laughing slightly. He started up the dune bug which roared awake.

“My name is Kasr. Kinda weird but eh. Anyways, we should get going before it gets even hotter. This isn’t even the hottest it gets.” He said getting into the driver’s side of dune bug.

“You can come back to my place if you want. Well, more like my broken down ship. It’s a wreck. Literally. But it’s got air conditioning so that’s all that really matters.” He shrugged. (Ye- he’s great with blending in etc. and is normally nice-)

“Aha, I see. Well I can’t say I’ve seen the guy. I’ve heard of him and know him though.” He said slightly.”So Uhm, Anyways, you looked tired.”

“I live out here. I usually check to make sure nothing crash landed. Because stuff does and it’s usually super valuable. You?” The man shrugged holding his hand out.