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Edited by Bardo XCIX:
4/6/2015 8:01:45 PM
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*looks solemnly*
*puts hand on shoulder*
We'll avenge her.
We'll get them.
But until then, we can't grieve.
She wouldn't want to see you like this anyway.
But you, I don't think you should come.
We don't need you if your going on a Do-Or-Die mission.
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He should go. This is his fight, not ours. We will help if he asks
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Not if he is like this. The way he is now, I feel as though he will come back in a body bag.
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*points the rifle at you* ... *i get up, shake my head "no" and stumble backward towards the ship aiming at you*
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*walks in front of* *grabs rifle* And now you point a Gun at me? You wanna shoot me? *looks grim* Then do it. Shoot your friends.
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*shoves you away* *tears streak my face* *enters ship*
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*throws hands up* Fine. I don't care. *walks onto ship* *sits down* Wake me when we arrive.
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*my face hardens* I'm. Going. Alone.
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Heh. *stares at* That is one thing I cannot allow you to do. I don't abandon friends.
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Yet you try to blast me out of an airlock
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That was not abandoning. I was..... testing something.
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Oh do tell what you were testing
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The... effects of Space on a living creature.
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I'm not even alive well in a technical sense next time you try launching me into space I will cut the ship in half
