455 - Run Mas!

"Ok, Mas," Resh said, grinning.  "Show us this big old snore-echo you grew up in!" His hair was the same mass of flames standing up away from his head, streaked bright red, matching his earrings, both ears on either side fringed in red glass flames some fixed, some moving.  No 'Imperator Elect' shen from him.  He'd walk up and spit in any Aitzas's eye and then skate away like a fiend.

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