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12/28/2015 5:10:23 AM
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"Wow. Way to talk to a friend. And, honest to God, I have no idea where Aaron is."
Sawyer shakes his head, looking at him with warm eyes.
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[spoiler]Now you've confused me... WHICH SAWYER IS THIS?![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Prillion Sawyer. He was making a joke, doofus.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh. Okay.[/spoiler] "That you, Sawyer? It's been a long damn time, man. Didn't even recognize you. You probably wouldn't recognize me either, if I didn't have this mask on... You've never actually seen my face have, you?"
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"No, but I'm the same old me. Can I take a look at that new face of yours, or are you just going to allude to it and leave me itching to know what you look like after 5 years?"
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"The second option. On a side note, I can't really age anymore... Accident with DM tech. It's gonna be horrible. Anyways, what's been going on with you?"
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/28/2015 5:24:11 AM"Well, I own this ship, and this team. I've just been drifting these past few years... Getting by just barely. Until I found this ship, and the SHM. Rose through the ranks. Didn't accept to lead it, wasn't my destiny... But I own this here place. It's the only home I've ever had since Strathmore. And with Val and Damien's deaths... Things haven't been very bright. I'm glad there is a familiar face - er, a familiar person here though. How about you?"
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"Well, I attacked a planet with the DM, most of them are dead by the way, we won, executed the ruler, the DM made me run the planet, I'm rich now, and I've also been looking for Kara. That's about it."
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"One helluva lot cooler than my story. So, you're looking for the ol' wifey, eh?"
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"Again, I haven't had a time to propose, but yes."
