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6/19/2016 3:51:42 AM
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[i]"Space Marines aren't exactly friendly to my kind. But, I guess it doesn't matter. I do fine on my own."[/i]
[b]She says, slight disappointment layering her voice.[/b]
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"You want to roll together or something? All I did was snag a bottle of water from the camp, if that's what you might not like amigo." [i]He said, pulling s half empty water bottle from his back pocket. Who the hell keeps water in their pockets? Apparently Vasquez. [/i]
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[i]"There's a man not too far behind me. He's massive and has a metal helmet. Two big guns as well. He's pretty okay. Kinda a jokester, but not bad."[/i] [b]She muses, remembering that Lucien was still on board... Not that he did much besides walk and sleep. Though, she mostly did the same.[/b] [i]"So... You got here alone...?"[/i]
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[i]"No, silly... Well... Actually, I don't know. It might, but from what I've seen. I don't think so."[/i] [b]She giggles again and jumps down, balancing carefully and dusting off her revealing armor.[/b] [i]"But, that's the joy of exploring."[/i]
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"That's very true. Look, I gotta run now, just come find me if you need me, I'll likely be around a corner, of across the ship." [i]Vasquez responded as he stood atop the ledge now, where he turned. The man gave a wave to Lea with his right hand, before he started walking away, centrally disappearing over the horizon, and the booms of music from his helmet, however muffled they were, grew quieter and quieter. [/i]
