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3/30/2015 11:03:58 PM
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(Sneaks into the military base inside a familiar-looking cardboard box...)
Alright, time to find what I came here for.
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*stopped by Enclave patrol, detained, and taken to interrogation room*
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*Looks at you* About that flaying...
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Flaying?! Woah, woah. Let's all calm down and have a bite to eat. (Pulls a meatball sub out of pocket with suddenly unrestrained hands) You want a bite?
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*Guards confiscate sub, then proceed to restrain you again* No. I do not. Look... We discussed using flaying for interrogations, and it would appear you're in the interrogation room. This could end well.... Or not... *Grisly man walks in with knife* Continue with what you were going to say.
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Edited by Ex PI: 3/31/2015 12:57:12 AMUhhhh. It's a surprise? Also, I like my skin. Especially when I have some nice people on standby to help me keep it on my body, and not let it become Prince Charming over there's new blanket.
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Nice people? They sound nice. Who are they, exactly?
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Edited by Ex PI: 3/31/2015 1:31:41 AMMy friends. They have certain... (Lights cut out) (Snaps fingers and a flame appears, about the size of a lighter's. There is a sizzling sound, and a pair of visibly red-hot handcuffs, chain snapped in twain, land on the interrogation table.) Skills. (Pulls out a blue Tazer-like gun, zapping Prince Charming the Flayer with an orange beam. He crumples to the floor, unresponsive. The blue weapon clatters to the floor a moment later.) Now I really do think you should let me go. I don't want to fight here. Are you sure you don't want a sandwich? (Pulls out yet another meatball sub)
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*Smirks* Too much blood to clean up if I decide to call the guards on you. Actually, I respect this move. It was very bold. Still, I commend you. Go on. Leave. *Gestures to door* No one will bother you. Unless you give me a reason. Farewell. I sincerely hope we don't meet again.
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Edited by Ex PI: 3/31/2015 2:20:28 AMAww. How sweet of you. (Accidentally shoots you with a tranquilizer dart hidden in the sub) Well. That was new. You awake down there? I'll just... Show myself out.
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*Wakes up shortly thereafter* ... He won't be back.
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Don't bet on that. I left a file on that interrogation table for you. About your patrol that went down.
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*Reads report* ... *Looks for Company* He'll want to hear about this.
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Edited by Ex PI: 3/30/2015 11:48:12 PMWell... That escalated quickly. How much do they pay you people to find guys like me? I'm sure I can get you more if you let me out.
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Mi-35M Superhind moves in to chase you*
