originally posted in:The New Dojo
The elevator stopped, most of the clones going out except their guide, which proceeded to walk them through the medical wing. Most of the doors were closed, medics walking in and out of different rooms.
English
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[i]"Sorry bástards..." JT muttered under his breath. He swore to himself he would protect the innocent, and he would help these people if he could. [/i]
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He could’ve...but now wasn’t the time. Soon, the Clone approached a set of doors, two clones guarding the door. As the guard talked to them about letting them in, JT and Treyman would have time to talk amongst one another.