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2/22/2016 10:31:50 PM
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[u]i got meds for every occasion, don't hesitate to stop by if you need medical assistance[/u]
[b]it walks away, Wheatley sits up and rubs his temples, running his hands over his bandaged eye, stomachs, chest, and legs [/b]
"Uhh... Thanks for that.. Wait... HOW LONG WAS I OUT?!."
English
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"Couple hours, tops. And that stowaway thing, that true?"
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"I... Uhh..." [b]he jumps to his feet, nearly passing out from the sudden motion. His eyes dart across the room, looking anywhere for an escape... No luck, there where simply too many guards. He hands his head [/b] "Yeah..."
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"It's fine man. We're miles from the Milky Way, so new troops will be hard to come by. I'll take what I can get."
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"Y-you won't turn me in?" [b]he seems lightheaded[/b]
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"Who would I even turn you in to? The whole crew is either bots or guys like you and me."
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"Oh... Thank you..."
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"See you later.
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"Bye." [b]he jumps into an airvent[/b]
