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A skiff was hovering over a cliff, the occupants smoking a spliff...
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"What's this now?" Skavak quietly said to himself. He watched everything through the scope of his sniper. He had been following the strange skiff to find out what it was up to, and his curiosity paid off.
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He got up and stared directly at Skavak.
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Skavak aimed at his head, in case he did anything sudden. "Steady... Steady..." He said to himself.
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He just crossed his arms.
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"Well this is awkward... Eh, screw it." He took a shot at Erik's leg.
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He raised it and it missed.
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"Dang it." He aimed and fired again.
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Again, he dodged it.
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"What the-?! Hacks, man!" He fired three more shots.
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He just disappeared.
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Out of anger, Skavak threw the sniper as far as he could.
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It stopped in midair.
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Edited by Jackal: 12/28/2015 9:02:17 PM"That's enough weird stuff for today." He backed away slowly.
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Erik appeared, holding the sniper. "A bit hard to kill a Taken, eh?"
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"Harder than it should be. Can I have my gun so I can shoot you now?"
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"Sure. You can try." He tossed it to him.
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Skavak caught it and aimed directly at his torso, then fired.
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It hit him directly.
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"Hah! Got ya!"
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He staggered back, holding his chest. "You shot me..."
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"Yeah I did! How's it feel, tough guy?"
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"I don't know, you tell me." Erik drew his Last Word and fired the entire magazine into his chest.
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Skavak fell to the ground. "How is that possible...?"
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"Remember? Taken. That ring a bell?"