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postato inizialmente in:Neo Punks
12/11/2015 9:27:02 PM
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"Well, there's Natalie; depression, and playful. Then there's Alexandra; complete hoe, with a fun personality. I went to visit after a few days and she's already banged someone! I'll have Lopez watching over her, because my other generals are liable to either join or dismember both people"
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"Why so little about Natalie?"
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"I never knew I had her, and had to flee my city before her birth, as a gang wanted me dead. She just came back lately."
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"You were in a gang."
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"Born into it. Left at 18 after shit went down, and years later they become my elite guard of the NWH. In fact, got about 2 aiming right at you now" [b]He says, chuckling. [/b]
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Her eyes go wide and she swings her head around, trying to find them.
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[b]He laughs, and 2 men in all black swarm over, from JT's house[/b] "Nanocytes, impeccable aim" [b]He says, gesturing to ones L96A1 sniper, all black[/b]
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"What the -blam!-, JT?!"
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"I tell them to stand down with soldiers, but you're technically a civilian" [b]Hw says with a chuckle[/b]
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"Call them off, dammit!!"
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"Foxtrot actual, foxtrot 2, stand down!" [b]He commands, and they lower the snipers simultaneously, saluting with their trigger hands[/b]
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"JT, you never cease to amaze me."
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"Oh, how I try to" [b]He says, mock bowing, and 2 nor men come over. [/b] "Foxtrot, to the airfield!" [b]He says, and they stop saluting, walking to the airfield. [/b] "I've about 300 more of them"
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"I will never be able to understand you, will I?"
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"What? I'm training elite soldiers to deploy in combat. I'm not seeing problems"
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"I'm your friend!!!!"
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"And I was tortured by old friends, and had to watch family die, they don't give a rats ass if I'm friends with someone, if you ain't NWH, they're likely aiming at you!"
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"Get them to understand."
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"F***, fine, I'll have my elite guard be trusting of civilians"
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"NO. I mean just me. Maybe set up rules regarding trust?"
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"Goddamn it, look, put this on. They'll think you're NWH" [b]He says, grabbing a jacket from a soldier. It's a black leather jacket, with a green rifle on the side, above it the letters NWH, and the symbol for the rank of captain. [/b] "It also gets you something really interesting at the armory next week"
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"NO, JT!! Just...get them to understand that I'm your friend. They don't need to protect you from me."
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"Reni, I'm trying to tell you it won't work! Fūck this, I'll try."
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"Please, do."
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"Fine" [b]He says, swarming to the airfield [/b]
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]
