Razor lit up his cigar and leaned back in the squishy chair in his living room.  He had spent the last two days either blowing something up or resting, he had been at the shooting range reserved for the Heavy Weapons Specialists all day today.  After a quick high calorie, high protein meal he found himself seated in his favorite squishy chair with nothing better to do than to think and plan.  Razor loved being a heavy weapons specialist and had completed many levels of the training extremely quickly.  He now was certified to use almost every gun known to the Empire.  Sitting atop his mantle was his favorite weapon, the M-32 Thumper single shot grenade launcher; he decided that tomorrow he and his best friend thumper were gonna get into some trouble.  He got up from his chair and walked to his bedroom where he lay upon his bed thinking.  The only light was being thrown off of the ember at the tip of his cigar.  He fell asleep in this manner.

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