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1/1/2016 2:18:45 AM
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[b]Diana walks past, alone, in green military fatigues with the sleeves rolled to above her elbows, and a black bandana on her head, a black laser-M4 in her hand, with a red dot sight, and an extended barrel[/b]
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[b]He nods at her as he walks past[/b] "General"
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"Dude, when it's just you and one of us in the hall you don't gotta call us general or act all uptight, we do that so the other soldiers listen to us, and respect us"
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"Airtight, Diana"
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"Airtight?"
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"Speech problem, don't ask"
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"Well alright then."
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[b]He nods as he starts to fiddle with his gun again[/b]
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"Gun troubles?"
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"Modding it"
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"What're you adding?"
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"Splitting the beam, tightening air seals, basic things"
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"Making a shotgun? We have some in stock already"
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"No, making the wounds it makes a lot bigger"
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"Calling it Laser Pew Pew"
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[b]She giggles upon hearing the name [/b]
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"Fan of it?"
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[b]He nods[/b] "That's good to hear"
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"Yup" [b]she says, walking away[/b]
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[b]He continues his patrol, once again bored out of his mind [/b]
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[b]He spots Lopez, thrusting into the air away from frost, before putting the armor pants back on and tossing a ham sandwich to the side[/b]
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"Poor sandwich..." [b]He says as he taps it, looking at its insides[/b]
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[b]All white and sticky[/b]
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[b]He gags and looks for a trashcan [/b]
