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8/21/2015 12:22:02 AM
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'Alright, I'll take it, just as long as you can supply the ammo.'
He scratches the back of his head.
'If you don't mind, I've already planned to head out with one of your operatives soon.'
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"If we have it on hand, no problem. I'm not going to special order it. Which operative is it?"
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'Thanks, that'll make it a lot easier.' He clears his throat. 'It's Triss, she's the one i met in the bar.'
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He nods, looking at the man in front of him. "I see, well you look after her, don't get her killed and you'll live to see your next op."
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'I didn't plan to, my last partner died, and I'm not keen on going through that again.'
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"Good, just so that's clear. Now is there anything else you need?"
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'That should be all, i think.'
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He nods and waits for him to walk off before entering his office. He shakes his head as he enters, mercs they were something else.
