forty. The Hackolympics

Hey Voidfarer, guess I wasn’t much for sports. Not team sports anyway. Bunch of grinning sweaty lugs slapping each other on the back… no, not for me. Better off when it’s just your own skills on the line, no dead weight at your ankle. Not much of a crowd pleaser either… I do my best work when no one is looking. In this one Raine steps up, Xandar steps out, and H.A.R.T steps back.

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