[b][i]You feel his hands, gloved, putting something under your tounge.[/i][/b]
"Don't swallow this. Seriously." He says, taking his hands out
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[b]He resists swallowing, waiting for something to happen.[/b]
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"No, not like that. It's a small magnetic disk that I may or may not have stolen from the lab. It should be strong enough to fry a keypad if it's close enough.
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"What's the purpose?"
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"If they lock you somewhere you can use it, you'll be glad I have it to you."
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"Tanks." [b]He says before he tries to remove it from his mouth.[/b] [b]Yes, he just said tanks, cuz it's on his tongue lol[/b]
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[spoiler]its underneath his tounge.[/spoiler] "They most likely won't look there."
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[spoiler]Oh, now I get it. Okay, I'm good.[/spoiler] "Yeah, I hate them."
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"And that makes sense. We'd be here all day if I could tell you what I want to do with them."
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"Thank you. You're such a good friend, if I don't come back, even if this device doesn't work, give this to Six." [b]He hands him a letter that he poured his heart out into.[/b]
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"I will, but if you don't make it back, I'm going to heaven and dragging you back down here."
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"Or it could mean that I'm too unstable and they end up locking me up."
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"Well, then I'm going to do everything I can to fix it. And if we do end up busting into the ship, save some for me to beat down."
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"They can pin me easily, I haven't eaten like I've said before, so I have less energy, so their all yours."
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"Good. Good luck." He says, extending a hand.
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[b]Instead of shaking, he hugs him weakly, tears beginning to stream.[/b]
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[b][i]He hugs him back.[/i][/b] "Stay safe."
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"Thanks, you too."
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"We're soldiers. We care for our own."