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2/20/2016 9:27:17 PM
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She puts her hands on her hips, analyzing the man and his surroundings,
"And why the hell should I do that?"
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[b] this dude looks neutered. His face is covered in burns and small cuts. He doesn't bother to stand anymore partially due to the broken ribs and lack of a need to do so. His leg is healed unnaturally from being broken at one point.[/b] "I've been accused of war crimes. War crimes against people who probably don't actually count as people... As well as I'm the last of a species and on death row..."
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 2/20/2016 9:33:51 PMHer curiosity piqued, Serina walks straight up to the forcefield guarding the cell, and looks around for an access terminal. Merely brushing her finger against the panel, she somehow deactivates, and reactivates the forcefield in the time it takes her to enter the man's cell, where she crouches besides him, "Last of your species?"
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"Yeah... I'm a wisp... Also I should probably have second guessed myself, I'm still kinda... Stuck." [b]he tries to get to his feet, just to hear the cringeworthy sound of a rip piercing through his chest as he falls back over. This time foreward onto his face[/b]
