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12/19/2015 3:22:04 PM
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Roger climbs on the ship "Silver Nail and Golden Hammer reporting for duty sir!"
[b]Tara follows close behind.[/b]
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The hatches of the carrier vessel pop open. Nate stands outside, gripping his AR.
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"I was not aware that weapons were allowed." Roger says, looking down at Nate. [b]Tara pipes up. "I'm pretty sure they're not."[/b]
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"They aren't," Nate says. "I'm just making sure non-FN personnel don't go in."
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"So we can take our guns, alright then." Roger picks up his P-19 Bizon. [b]Tara does the same.[/b]
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"You'll have to confiscate them on the planet surface."
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"OK, so are they going to be dropped in the jungle?"
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"No."
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"So no weapons but these then." Roger lifts his fist and then enters the craft. [b]Tara follows.[/b]
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Many other FN members are there, and Sawyer, who's muscles ripple as he looks around in disgust at everyone.
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Roger salutes the obviously higher ranking soldier and takes his seat. [b]Tara does the same and sits next to Roger. She looks around and begins taking mental note of all the faces.[/b]
