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10/24/2015 3:33:07 AM
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You see 2 guards in front of a door, and they open it to reveal JT and 2 soldiers
???: so I say to him, that's not a walrus, that's my damn sister!
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"Hey JT." [b]She walks up to them.[/b]
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And she graces us with her presence! What's up Keri? ???: who's this JT: friend of the NWH ???: like Theron friend, or regular friend JT: regular
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"I'd rather not be a Theron friend considering what I've heard about what he does sometimes."
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JT: the guy provided trainers for us. Without him, we would be a 10 man army. He literally got us 300 men. But, we payed him in an odd way. Anyways, you ready?
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"Yeah."
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Alright. I know of this place across town, best sandwiches you'll ever eat. Headed to the roof, by the way.
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"I'll take your word for it." [b]She follows them.[/b]
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As we get to 3rd, there is a helicopter ready, and we load in.
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"Never been in a helicopter before. Actually, can't say most people have."
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Heh. It'll be one hell of a ride then. *without closing the door, the helicopter ascends, and starts toward the restaurant, and I stand at the open door of the heli*
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"Isn't that a little dangerous?"
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I launch a grapple into the sky, and retract it "Anyone falls, I jump, grab, and grapple. Just like skydiving without a parachute, only you have a 99 percent chance of living"
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"Oh. Never mind then."
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So, you like the city from this angle? Above it all?
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"Yeah. It's a nice view."
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Yeah. *i start to fall*
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Edited by Dain Is Fren: 10/24/2015 3:56:36 AM"Did someone fall? Else, I mean."
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*you see JT pull himself up* "Ha ha"
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"I swear... Don't do that again."
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It wasn't intentional
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"So you just fell randomly?"
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We turned, and I fell. Lost balance. ???: "maybe he's falling for you?" He says sarcastically JT; you want to get pulled off Craig?
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"I don't think he would even want to try for me. If he did, he'd probably have a blade to his throat in a few seconds. Not mine. My boyfriend's."
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"Oh, you have a boyfriend? Who?" The soldier says a bit over enthusiastically
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"Lance. The master swordsman."
