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5/28/2015 8:24:43 PM
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Ginger arrives in an authorized shuttle, surrounded by guards. He is unarmed, but dressed in his usual exo suit.
"I would like to speak to Blackjack, for old times sake."
He says as he lands
English
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*soldiers approach, one walks forward* Boss is handling something at the moment, we'll let you know when he gets back, unless you want to speak with Ms. Wilson or General Torrez.
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Ginger waves his hand "Eh, I'll be alright with any of them. I just wanted some information about how Outlaw got ousted."
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*soldier* They kinda fell apart after that Courier guy left.
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"Oh? I suppose a headless snake isn't a very good one." Ginger looks around "Say, may I take a tour of the facilities. I'm proficient in firearms, but I'd like to see your methods, if I'm allowed to. I'm completely unarmed."
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*soldier* Boss doesn't want anyone snooping around.
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"I am not part of a rival corporation, nor do I want any harm coming to Venom. Im just interested, and from one soldier to another, simply fascinated by the unorthodox techniques of your weapon designers. They are relatively low tech compared to other manufacturers in the galaxy, yet they maintain a strange potency
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*soldier* I understand sir, just company policy.
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Ginger sighs dejectedly "Alright, I'll leave. But if you can, tell Blackjack that I said hello." Ginger nods and heads back to the transport
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*soldier* Will do.
