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7/14/2015 12:47:17 PM
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A second one follows but his cloak is a sleek black and not torn. Only some of his face can be seen as he stood in the wind looking up into sky as his hood removes it self revealing that he is a hayabusa Spartan
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The cloaked man in front of the Spartan, his hand reached inside his cloak and pulled a pistol, whipping around and facing the Spartan, his hand cannon pointing at his head. "Who are and what do you want. You have ten seconds." His hand cannons starts seemingly glowing, a gaseous vapor pouring out of the barrel.
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The spartan has his katana at the cloaked man's neck Dripping with poison
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"Ah, hey buddy, behind you." Suddenly he's gone. Lottery right in front of the Spartans eyes.
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"Where did he go?" The spartan turns only to see that the whole UNSC fleet was chasing him so the spartan ran....While he was running he ran into a house only to be put at gun point by the same cloaked man.
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"Ok so you're a spartan, hyabusa. You're running from the UNSC, what did you do?" The man lowered his pistol.
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I kinda shoot master chief in the face
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"So you're what, the anti-chief?"
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Its more like the guy who kill his squad leader when trying to shoot a grunt with a spartan laser then missed
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"Ah mistakes mistakes, so I assume that's why the entirety of the UNSC fleet is after you?" The man sits down. "Who are you?"
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I'm spartan Ornstein 43
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"Well, Spartan Ornstein, it looks like your in deep shit." He pulls his hood down to reveal a futuristic combat suit helmet.
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"So how did you get that suit and who are you" The spartan takes of his cloak to reveal his full armour and his poisoned katana.
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"My suit? I made it. As for who I am? Well, I'm called many things, adventurer, monster hunter, bounty hunter, hero, menace, but to my friends in simply Ryker." His helmet folds down, revealing a young man in his late twenties, with chocolate brown hair and ice blue eyes, a confidant smile on his face.
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"Well nice to met you, people don't really know about the UNSC special forces hayabusa squad so its easy to get around." The helmet spits into two pieces revealing a young man also in his twenty's with light blue eyes and snow white hair.
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"So have you tried explaining what happened?"
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"Well can you? Or are they going for the 'shoot first ask questions later' attitude?"
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What do I need to explain
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"Well how you accidentally killed your squad leader."
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My aim went off
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"Why don't you just tell that..."
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Well that's what happened
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"Why don't you just explain to them that's what happened.... Or do they not believe you?"
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We were wiping out so grunts and elites on the battle field then the chief got in front off me when I was charging up the laser and it shot but its the recoil of the laser that kills the chief not me.
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"Hm. Sounds like an accident."
