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6/23/2015 3:11:30 AM
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"Oh dear..." Rachel trails off, and then she brings her knife down on Cayde's wrist, cutting off his hand.
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Cayde squirms in pain. "Grab his arm"
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Rachel obliges.
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Tdawg and Rachel drag cayde into his ship
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Edited by Storm Wizard620: 6/23/2015 3:34:01 AMRachel waves, "See you at the Tower." (At the Tower.) "Ikora just get off my back, tdawg wanted this set up!" Striker says yelling at the Vanguard. Ikora, "But why?!" Striker, "I don't know just let me get back to my work!" Ikora, "I am your Vanguard! You will tell me what this is!" Striker grins inwardly, he got Ikora to lose her cool.
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Tdawg drags a chopped up, still alive and kicking, to the melting pot
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Ikora stairs at the heap, "What is that?" Rachel, "A backstabbing, worthless, son of a..." Ikora cuts her off, "It's Cayde." Striker, "Yep."
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"He killed Sarah. I have gotten justice"
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Edited by Storm Wizard620: 6/23/2015 3:38:25 AMIkora walks up to the pile of Cayde and kicks it, "Worthless, backstabbing, son of a..." Rachel cuts her off, "Really?"
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"Let her. She can do what ever she likes"
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Rachel, "I know, but Ikora is about to curse doesn't that strike you as odd?"
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"Her friend is about to be melted down to scrap. Excuse me. Ex friend"
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Striker, "It's done!" He says turning a nob as the melter fires up.
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Tdawg picks up the exo. "Shall we?" He asks ikora
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Ikora, "Go ahead." She walks off. Striker and Rachel, "I call the body! Wait no, I called first!'
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"How about this?" Tdawg says, throwing the hand to Rachel and beckoning for striker to come help him "Sound fair?"
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Edited by Storm Wizard620: 6/23/2015 5:25:12 AMThey nod. Striker walks up and helps T while Rachel throws the hand in saying, "Bye bitch!"
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"3...2...1... Lift!" Tdawg says as thy pick him up and throw him in the melter
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"What are we going to do with the metal?"
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"I'm gonna make a gun"
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"Ahhh that hobby." Striker says nodding. Rachel looks at him, "What are you going to call it?"
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"The traitor seems fit"
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Striker, "What type?"
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"Sniper"
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"Seems fitting." Striker thinks of his pride and joy gun he made during his 17 years, the Raptor Rampage.
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Tdawg looks at Striker. "When are you going to ask her?"
