*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.
English
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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