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1/19/2016 11:59:40 PM
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Jango was walking down the halls quietly. He was also thinking about how nothing ever happened. The ship was a hole of self pity and other things that simply should not be mentioned.
"What the heck is wrong with everyone on this ship?"
Jango lifted his sidearm out of his holster. He pointed it at a door and shoots six rounds into it.
"Blasted ship. Everyone wants off. Including me."
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[b]Alex slowly walks up to Jango and taps his shoulder[/b] "I don't want you off this ship. You seem really nice."
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"Who are you?" Jango now puts his weapon up. "And I just want to touch solid earth l. Maybe some dirt. All I see in this ship is metal and people who look trapped." He turns to Alex. "Don't you want off?"
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"Not really. You can touch the dirt right now if you wanted to. [b]Alex shares his teleportation power with Jango[/b]
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"What is going on?" Jango feels a little off kilter. Not pleasant but it's different. He looks down and sees the dirt. Looking around he sees trees and the sun. "Wow. Where did you learn to do that?"
