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9/26/2015 1:50:58 PM
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"Ok."
Sawyer whips out his gun and literally sends the pastors head toppling over onto the ground with one slug, blood pouring in an arc out of his stump neck like a water fountain.
"Where's your faith now?" Sawyer yells as all the Barons turn to see him and Astrid in the vents, and Astrid vaporizes them with her arc pylon.
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"Great, we will do this soon."
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"I'd rather it be that way." [spoiler]I'll see to inviting him to join a thread. We should make a new one. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]oki[/spoiler] "Great." [b]Astrid sits down and drinks her coffee, her claws tapping it in a way that seems like it is a urge[/b]
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"Can you wheel me out of here? I'll go home by myself." [spoiler]I just posted it[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'll comment[/spoiler] "Sure." [b]Astrid wheels him out of the place[/b]
