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2/13/2016 11:45:28 PM
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"Yeah, it's me. Long story, let's go." He rolls off of you, and begins crawling towards the door. He's unarmed, so he can't defend you against the gunship
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"Ginger, they have an entire fleet up there.. There's no way we can escape.." *Freddy pulls out his dogtags.. Attached is a key. He glances at the console above himself* "You know, I've always wanted to activate these Bionuclear WMDs.."
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Ginger shakes his head, almost at the door. "Won't work. Imperials changed the codes just after Calypse, and this AI is the only thing with them." He raises a chip pulled out of... Well, nowhere. "You wanna fight those guys off, we'll have to use these." [spoiler]Don't want to be that guy, but it's kinda for plot[/spoiler]
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*Freddy looks at the key, them quickly gets up and slides it into a keyhole on the console and turns* "I can't leave all the Imperial plans and tech here.. They're after it. Im sure of it." *Freddy crawls out of the room and runs down the hallway* "You coming or what?!"
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He nods, and sprints towards the doorway, massive rounds spitting through the window at him. One hits him in the shoulder, and he stumbles, but he appears unhurt other than by the impact, "Alright, where to boss?"
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*Freddy dives into an Elevator* "Our ride out of here is at Ground zero." *He presses a button on the panel* "How'd you find me anyways?"
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Ginger puts a hand through his dark black hair, "Chance. I saw the base when I was shot down, and I made my way here with Wilson and some other ex-Venom merc. Lost them at the entrance, dunno where they went. Finding you was just an added bonus."
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"Heh" *The elevator doors close, and the lift rapidly dives deep into Helio's depths* "The Complex defensive systems should be online by now." *Freddy studies his dog-tags* "You were right, launch codes and system passwords being changed.." *he raises his dogtags* "I have em right here.."
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Ginger nods, and begins checking a TAC-pad on his wrist, "Good. Our next course of action should be either to get to an evac ship, or so far underground that they can't hit us from orbit."
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[spoiler]Dammit Im confused[/spoiler]
