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  Baron slowly sat up from the ground, failing like complete crap after a rough's nigth sleep. Typical, first he gets his a** handed to him by some green alien, and then he gets teleported to some cold planet out in the middle of nowhere. "Things just can't get ****ing easy for me can they?" he groaned as he rubbed his face and got to his feet "Now what to do..." Frost stood on a high hill over looking Icer...his home planet. He had longed to see it...and to rebuild hiis race on it but he had never been able to...now he was here. And he was not happy. Frost hardly ever was nowadays. But he was livid that Fuer had not only came close to matc