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What is it? Something wrong?
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"Wasn't expecting this."
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Technology, bub. Now, whaddya want?
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*loud knocking on outside of van*
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[i]*opens door*[/i] Y'ellow?
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*removes mask and looks around suspiciously* Ahh. So here you are.... *whispering* What do you know the the GRP?
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[i]*faceclaws*[/i] Silence, when we met on New Terra we refused to give info then. We keep to ourselves. Humanity hasn't even met the GRP yet. I knew I shouldn't have said anything to Oracle...
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Who is Oracle...? And we have never met before... I'm here by direction of a woman named Coin...
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[spoiler]wrong chain[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Don't know don't care[/spoiler]
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Listen. We're not telling you anything. The GRP are our enemies. Coin doesn't even know about them. We're from the western universe. Lots of alien life there.
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I know. *rolls up sleeve to reveal a human arm, with wiring and machinery running through it* I'm a product of it. That's why I need you to help me.
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"What do you have?" [b]i look around [/b]
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Everything, really. [i]*touches 3rd row shelf*[/i] [b]it turns a golden yellow, and eventually dies down in the place of the hippie items, a large collection of swords has appeared[/b]
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"That's my kind of stuff!"
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What about... this? [i]*pulls longsword from shelf* *holds it in claws*[/i] This baby can charge with plasma and cut through just about anything.
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"I'm much more interested in this one." [b]i take a few steps and take a sword off the shelf [/b]
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[i]*eye tendrils seem to widen*[/i] Holy shit give that to me! [i]*grabs sword*[/i] This thing shoots lasers, and can fire on a hair trigger.
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"Ugh." [b]I walk another few steps[/b] "Don't you have any normal swords."
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I have this, boring thing. [i]*pulls sword from bottom shelf* *it's 4 feet long, but not that wide*[/i] Doesn't do anything special, but it packs a punch when you swing it. Has a few Chronal Displacers in the handle to assist in holding it above your head.
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"May i?" [b]I reach out [/b]
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Sure. [i]*hands it to you*[/i]
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[b]I take it and swing it around carefully [/b] "How much."
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With the powerful swing that thing has, I'd say... 150 Credits?
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"How about 130?"