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2/20/2016 6:20:13 PM
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Tara is in a corner alone, tossing a sphere of light between her hands.
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"Pssst. Hey."
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She disperses the ball. "What?"
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[b] a small rock hits her from the left as multiple men in prison garbs walk by, one of the three being Wheatley.[/b] "haiiii. Wassup?" [b]a guard shocks him and throws him foreward [/b]
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"What did you do?"
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"Don't ask me, you where there for all of it." [b]the guard kicks him in the gut and pushes him into a not to far room. The guards leave moments later[/b]
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She huffs and shakes her head before following them at a distance.
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"Hey..."
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"Hi."
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"Goodbye..." [u]"SHUT THE -blam!- UP!"[/u] [b]the guard pummels him across the face with a hammer, sending him sprawling to the ground along with an expanding pool of his own blood and brain fluid.the guards grab him by the neck and drag him into a cell[/b]
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"Why is this much arresting nessecary?"
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"[u]this bastard is a registered war criminal against the federation. He deserves more than he received.[/u] "I would say the same of y-" [b]he wops him across the face again, this time with a fist[/b]
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She shakes her head. "Get ready to run for the vents." She says as Roger appears and knocks the guards out.
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"Can't. Energy field... See?" [b]he crawls foreward, out of his own cerebral fluid and blood just to be sent flying back to the wall.[/b] "There gonna execute me within the week, for your sanity I wouldn't expect you to attend either my trial or hanging"
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She looks crestfallen at this. "Dang it!" She kicks a wall. "I guess it's good I took one of your hairs though."
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"What? That's creepy mate. Also if your trying to clone met your gonna need a lot more... You got a container of some kind?"
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"Actually I'm gonna use it to get you to of here but I'll have to wait for the trial day."
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[b]he tries to get up, the guard pins him under his boot [/b]"... You could.... convict them of unusual and.... cruel forms of torture and holding... But it won't matter soon
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A tear rolls down her cheek. "I'm sorry."
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"Tara please... You have nothing to be... Sorry about.." [b]the guard grabs him by the neck, lifting him up[/b] [u]"if you say one more dumbass thing I will not hesitate to strangle you..."[/u]
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She begins to cry.
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[b]he charges against the field multiple times, trying to get to her [/b]
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She pounds against the field.
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"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HER!!"
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She forces against the field.
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[b]he begins charging at it again, slowly frying him to death with each blow[/b]
