"Yeah. I had a pleasant conversation with a stick up his ass Lieutenant, and now I'm here. What about you? Aren't there people you should be killing, or ya know, obliterating?"
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Not yet.... Nearly gutted some -blam!-er with the "Alliance" or whatever. Name was Blast. Other than that I've been sitting on my ass waiting.
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"Waiting for what?" [i] Lance says, an eyebrow raised under the mask.[/i]
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Wherever the hell they send us....
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"Uh huh.." [i] Lance crosses his arms, leaning up against the wall.[/i] "So why is it that Wilson is on board this big ass warship by himself, for no apparent reason?"
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I ain't here alone. Wolfie's kid's off somewhere. I got hired because they wanted someone with a big -blam!-ing gun and a shoot first and ask no questions mentality.
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"Ah. Jackson's here? Interesting. And yes, if so, they definitely made the right choice." [i] Lance says with a laugh.[/i]
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Yeah. He's somewhere around here. Need him for something?
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"No, thanks though. I've got to start my little exploration now, otherwise I'm going to be bored out of my mind."
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[i]He laughed.[/i] Just don't cross anyone that's hot-headed. I ain't warning you to warn you, but I don't think you want to be jettisoned out into space.
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"Thanks for the warning Wilson, but I can take care of myself." [i] He says, tapping his hand on his three katanas with a chuckle.[/i]
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Oh I trust you. It's people that don't know you that I'm worried about.
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"Well they'll find out soon enough won't they?"
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Yeah... See, they'll just shoot you out into space... Or make me kick your ass.
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"We wouldn't want that now would we?" [i] Lance says with an eye roll.[/i]
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I personally wouldn't prefer it.... But those swords would make nice trophies... As would your mask.... [i]This was a side of Wilson you had heard about but never seen. The experience was akin to being eyed by a hungry wolf, and there was a hint of an edge to his voice, but he did not move for any weapons.[/i] Now about being shot out into space, that suit's only gonna last so long, and they'd probably try to take it... But then I guess I'd take it back... These guys don't have anything from Venom Inc, don't need it either... Well, more like I want it and they can -blam!- right off...
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"Yeahhh..." [i] Lance says, raising his eyebrows under his mask.[/i] "I'll catch ya later Wilson. I'll try not to get my ass kicked or shot into space."
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But hey, if you pick a fight with some dude named Blast, call me, I wanna whoop his pretentious ass.
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[i] Lance waves over his shoulder.[/i] "Noted."