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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/21/2016 9:49:07 AM
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"Wha' happen? Did yer ship thang get invaded? Yer crew murderer, eventually forcin' ya ta flee? Or is 't somethin' else entirely? Am I jus' pryin' too much?"
[i]Bonnie's own adventures were still squashed by JT's. All she had done was enlist with the military at sixteen, fight in two wars - one against pirates and the other against terrorists - and made it back home mostly in tact. Nothing special.[/i]
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[i]"One of my closest advisors and the one who gave me the ship, actually, he -blam!-ing betrayed me. Gassed me with either Zyclon-B Hitler style or Cyanide Gas like a bitch, then had the entirety of the crew rain hell on me." That was probably the most men that the Marshal had taken out in one move, but it was a true event and one he would boast about in the case of him surviving the hell he had undergone. [/i]
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"Ah, mutiny, eh? Shit sucks, I can tell ya tha' much. Neva' had ta deal with it meself, though, which is pre-y pleasant, I gotta say." [i]Bon Bon said in response, before letting a silence descend upon the two, like a blanket. She then, of course broke said silence,[/i] "So, y'got any grand plans ta stab murder 'is backstabbin' ass? Km arse? And, can this 'ere dynamite gal help ya? 'Cause 'tis been a while since I last saw sum action."
