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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/1/2016 11:29:39 PM
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[b]I was in the bar as well, sitting there in my NCR Ranger Combat Armor, helmet off, drinking an entire bottle. I notice Cannon, and throw him a salute.[/b]
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"Yeah, how's she doing? I haven't seen her in a while."
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"Well... She's... Whole now. I guess. It's very weird, and I'm not drunk enough to tell a long story."
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"Agreed. Crazy space magic and osik. Allways leads to a headache."
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"You're telling me. I'm from a place where magic doesn't even exist."
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"Same here, except for the force... But I'd prefer to not speak of that. So, what's the NCR like?"
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"NCR... The New California Republic. Where do I begin? We go out to protect people, give 'em government and shit like that. Best years I've spent in my life. Killing the bastards who killed my family is... I hate to say it, but it's fûcking fun."
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Cannon nods. "I know the feeling. Never had a real family per se, being a clone and all, but my squad and I were pretty close through training. Grew up together, best years of my life before I came here." He has a far away look in his eye.
