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4/28/2016 3:11:03 PM
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[b]Jared appears in the door way, blood still stuck in crevices in his armor and face
he doesn't seat himself, seemingly afraid of being too near others
his hands spasm and he drops them by his sides
he licks his lips and goes to a corner in the room, seating himself on a chair and drinking a bottle of scotch he had with him[/b]
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[b]Jared had teleported as the marine had come to grab and throw him, resulting in Jared slapping him so hard upside the head that his skull had a dent in it, tough to do to a space marine He had then teleported behind the summoner, his keyblade kindling a defiant blaze across its edge, and him Unholstering his revolver [/b] "The next time you hang a picture of a primarch, make sure it isn't haunted, and you dipshits pissed me off" [b]He points at the space marines, unsettled by the flashy show of force[/b] "Thank you for the help" [b]He said to the hulking figure in front of him[/b]
