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"Yeah man. Got married, had some kids, ran a military, damn, I've had a hell of a fifteen years. What happened with you?"
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"Bounty hunting. Never could find a wife. But my brain isn't really capable of the whole emotion thing." He chuckles with a distant look in his eye. " I found the next best thing though." He draws a small knife off of his back belt. When he presses the button on the side, the handle instantly shoots out into a long staff. The bladed staff hummed with raw energy.
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"That's all you got" [b]He asks, before misting, and reappearing behind him[/b] "Nanites. Gave up the augs for these babies"
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Raze chuckles and mists back in front of you. "That makes two of us. How old are your kids?"
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"Fifteen each. One boy, one girl"
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"Oh yeah? That's great, JT. What are your current plans?"
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"Head back to base for a date with the wife at seven, why?"
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"Just curious. We should hook up and do a job or something. You still have my contact info?"
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"I think so. Look, you want to stop by the base, maybe requisition some gear?"
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"Sure, sounds fun. Texas is what? A three hour flight?"
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"Around that yeah, but it's not in Texas"
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"Oh?" Raze starts walking toward the helicopter.
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[b]He jumps in quickly[/b] "Yeah. Take a guess"
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"Hmm. Underground? No wait, flying! That sounds like a JT thing to do, considering how often you fly around in these choppers."
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"No." [b]He says, taking off.[/b] "one more guess"
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"I give up." He says collapsing his staff and putting it onto his belt.
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"You'll see" [b]He says, flying to the middle of the damn Pacific Ocean, international waters, and you see a large island of steel platforms, tents, an airfield, and even a large house in the middle. [/b] "NWH base"
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"Damn. Just damn..." Raze sits on the edge of his seat, taking in the scene. "150,000 huh?"
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"Yeah. 150,000 pure soldiers. We got a below deck, too."
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"Does it have a strip club, and do you need a bouncer?" Raze begins chuckling at the old memories.
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"Yes, and yes. "
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"Well, I'm to busy now, but maybe in the future. So, do I get a grand tour?"
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"It's a joke, and yeah, a tour would be in order. East topside is training, mid decks is barracks, and bottom is weapon storage. Top right is airfield, mid is medical bay, bottom is food storage. The house is my personal family quarters"
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"Awesome, lets get to it."
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"To what, the gear?"