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5/28/2016 7:17:04 PM
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*Mortar tries the telegram once again, trying for someone else*
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[i][b]In the other room, Jared is fixing his armour[/b][/i]
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*In Mortar's room, you hear him should angrily* no no no NO NO DAMN IT
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[b][i]He steps out, pistol up. He's in Black jogging pants and an orange t-shirt[/i][/b] "What?"
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Oh, sorry, this thing blew up. *He shows you a smouldering telegram machine* That blows my communications.
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"I may be able to fix it if we have parts." He says, walking iver
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Maybe... I've tried to work on stuff, even made a tattoo pen that lets you never lose your weapon
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"If it's just your standard Telecom machine I can fix it."
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Well, your average telegram has wires and things, this works more like an interdimensional phone that sends morse code
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"Then I'm afraid you're shit outta luck. I don't know how that works."
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Yeah... Thanks anyway
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"I'll go finish my repairs. I still need to get a few things back online."
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Oh, cool. It'll be best if you try to work on what you use as communication. I'll see what hasn't been burnt to a crisp
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"That I can repair easily. Hell, I've jury rigged it many times before."
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Alright. *Mortar dismantles the telegram* Well, looks like the solder is still intact...
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[b][i]Jared comes back out, armour on.[/i][/b] "Managed to get most things fixed up, including the MEM core."
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Nice. You got anything spare I can use?
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"Most of it was just connecting wired back together, but I may have a few chunks of metal and wires. That's about it though."
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Better than burnt and rusted stuff... *There is a thud in the distance* Oh, shit, what is that?
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"No clue, but weapons hot." He says, pulling up hit sifle
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*Mortar is silent as he puts his hand between his shoulder blades, forming a dark blue katana/broadsword mix. When fully formed, it ignites in green flames* Let's see what this is...
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[b][i]He moves to the door, and he does everything quick, it's obvious he's used to it. He opens the door and peeks out[/i][/b]
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*Mortar dissolves into the ground and reforms behind you* Okay, now what?
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[b][i]He moves out, rifle in hand, aiming around to see what there, his HUD activating thermal[/i][/b]
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*a large beast seems to roam the hall, holding a large axe* Damn, this place...
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"Dibs on the axe." He says, then moves around, pulling out a grenade. You see it has wording on it: 40 piece shrapnel grenade: wood and silver
