I was minding my own business, hangin with some chicks I picked up at the vestian outpost (them awoken girls, oooo) and suddenly, a phalanx decided I should pull on my Peter Pan tights and go flying. I hit a rock and died, and those chicks didn't even get to come back to my room at the tower, see my hard light with over penetrating rounds and speed reload :(
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