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2/3/2016 6:30:41 PM
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"I-I'm more worried about him..."
[b]he nods toward john[/b]
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She gulps and looks at Roger. He shrugs.
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[b]john suddenly springs to his feet and his eyes dart around for an escape, he screams in an incomprehensible language[/b]
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"John, calm down." Roger grabs him.
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[b]wheatley says something in that language and calms him down[/b] "ROGER?! WHERE... WHERE AM I?!"
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"The ship, you're fine."
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"Wh-how?"
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"I healed you." Tara replies.
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"Oh... Where's Wheatley..." [b]wheatley jumps from the box and hides behind john [/b]
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She points to the box.
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[b]wheatley pokes his head out[/b] "Who are you people?!"
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"I'm Tara, and this is Roger." She gestures towards him.
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[b]he closes the box at the sight of Roger in fear[/b]
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He smiles. "Don't be scared." "Yeah he may look tough but he's just a big softy."
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[b]he climbs out of the box and runs behind John[/b] "Well... I guess he remembers humans..."
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"We aren't humans."
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"He doesn't know..." [b]he pokes his shaking head out from behind john[/b]
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They shift into their soft blow, winged Astral forms.
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[i]"AAAAGH! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"[/i] [b]he draws a handgun and aims it toward Roger, his hand shaking[/b] "Wheat, they're cool... Chill." [b]he reluctantly sheathes the weapon and steps out from behind him[/b] "Didn't know you guys where able to do that"
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"We just recently found out ourselves."
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"Hmm..." [i]"I'm sorry... Miss."[/i]
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"It's alright Wheatley." Her wings twitch.
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"[i]a-are you okay? Wh-why do you have w-wings...[/i]"
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"We're Astrals, it gives you wings."
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"Like red bull?"
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"Yup." Roger replies.
