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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom:
8/19/2015 11:58:33 PM
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[b][u]Chapter 1:VGhlIG9uZQ==,XV [/u][/b]
Two sleek jet black combat jets flew over the ship at high speeds, obviously one being a wingman and the other leading. "Well, never thought you would come back." The wingman chimed in over the comms."I've heard the stories but this is just brilliant." He added as the planes flew under the ship and slowed to a hover.
"Yeah, funny when you are wingman to a teenager." The other one jested, his voice having a bit of familiarity to it."Yeah, I wonder if you are as good as they say, squad marksman for a year and then coming here, though who gives a squad marksman a 50.Cal?" The wingman replied and they both looked at the underside of the ship before returning to a normal flight speed.
"Not squad marksman, a sniper." The leader corrected with a quiet chuckle after he finished the sentence."Though it doesn't matter, prestige doesn't matter, none of this does." He continued while flying upwards ending with the jet upside down and then rolling the jet 180 degrees, the jet now right side up and flying.
"Well, landing I suppose?" The wingman inquired while following the leading jet. "Yeah, sure, I think they need my absence to be justified." The leading jet's pilot replied as they turned around and headed to the hangar, both landing in respective spots but no one stepping out.
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*sits on a crate in the hanger* Look at that more devices to experiment with
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 8/20/2015 12:15:04 AM[b]A [url=http://orig06.deviantart.net/99f9/f/2011/029/1/3/nin_by_onestepart-d38anpu.jpg]figure[/url] steps out of one jet and looks in your direction, his voice seems familiar.[/b] "Try that again and it's off with your hands."
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 8/20/2015 12:16:52 AM*rolls up my sleeves and there's burns on both my wrists* I guess the marks can show you where to amputate then
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 8/20/2015 12:18:12 AM"Yeah, it helps in the long run." [b]He takes a Five-seveN from its holster and smiles under his helmet.[/b]
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I'm not suicidal...I think
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"Remember when you stole one of these? Good times I guess."
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 8/20/2015 12:23:58 AMYeah.....you aren't still mad about that are you?
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"Maybe, maybe not." [b]He draws a katana from a sheath on his back.[/b] "And if I ever chop off your hands, it'll be with this."
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*looks at the katana* How sharp is it?
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 8/20/2015 12:30:51 AM"It's sharpened to a mono molecular level."
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A blade is only as strong as the courage of its wielder
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"Who's to say that I haven't been told that?"
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It means if you're not going to use the blade it has no purpose
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"Yes, and I will use it, that's why I'm carrying it."
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*gets off the crate and cuts my hand on the corner* Well that's going to be a pain in the ass to clean
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"You got off of the crate the wrong way." [b]He sighs.[/b]
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I can see that *pulls out a lighter and cauterizes the cut*
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[b]He sighs and stares at you.[/b]
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Was that a bad thing to do?
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"Of course it is."
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Umm...then should I cut it back open?
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[b]He facepalms and shakes his head.[/b]
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It's not my fault...you weren't exactly telling me what to do
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"Yeah, I should've been more specific actually." [b]The helmet retracts into a few small slits on the back of the armor.[/b]
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Then what should I do?
