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Edited by Sanctus Caesar:
1/12/2016 2:45:31 AM
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*Knowing that he will most likely need Shephard for the watch, Fenrir pops a needle out of his suits index finger and gives Shephard a dose of adrenaline.*
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[b]his eyes fly open[/b] "What's up? Are they dead?"
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Edited by Sanctus Caesar: 1/12/2016 2:53:25 AM"Yes, friend. They are dead. That lunatic with the grin has disappeared, and now we must take watch. I fear that this may not be the last battle this night." *Fenrir stations himself in front of the door to the shack, stabbing Ragnarok into the Earth and using the pommel as a hand rest.* "Strange that he would assault a clearing full of Fireteam November. He must have known he would not succeed."[spoiler]Have to turn in for the night.[/spoiler]
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"I... I'm not FN, but I'll gladly die for sawyer..." [b]he teleports above the shack, sitting on the roof[/b]
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"Not of the Fireteam? What's your story, then? And why do you owe Sawyer?" *He does not look at Shephard as he talks, still vigilant, still watching.*
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[b]He hears a round chamber behind him[/b]
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*Curious as to how a door could chamber a round, Fenrir turns.*
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[b]Staright into a gun barrel[/b] "I. Will kill you."
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"Why?"
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"Stop this chaos you idiot"
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"Of what chaos do you speak? My friend and I are merely protecting Sawyer, Luna, and the newborns."
