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4/16/2015 3:12:47 AM
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Well, you see back in 'nam, I was unkillable. I do believe that I still am. I have a "safety bubble" in my chest cavity and have undeniably the biggest loadout here. Therefor making me the Clutchmaster. *eyes narrow*
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It also makes you the most arrogant. *I pause* All right, maybe on par with Exo. *Continues looking at you* The hell are you doing with your eyes?
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Scanning for thermals. Cant see anything through them. Thought I heard movement.
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You're paranoid.
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I like to call it aware.
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I'm aware. There's a fine line.
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Hey man. I'm on edge. I mean, I'm literally indestructible while you guys aren't. So my job is to keep you guys alive, not myself.
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*I nearly explode with laughter* Because you held our hands on Exalin and Thorisis, right? *Laughs out loud* If we didn't know how to take care of ourselves we wouldn't be here. Some of us rely more on our thought process.
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*smiles* How many times have I saved someone's life on those jobs, alone?
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*Counts* I lost count at times you had to get yourself out of a bad situation. With help from others..
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Whatever. I kept myself alive. Didn't need help. I think you guys just wanted to kill stuff. Perfectly natural for anyone in our line of work.
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Eh, if you say so. *Smirks* How much data does your memory core store?
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No idea. Should I check?
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Go ahead.
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One sec. *stands still and begins checking systems for memory storage*
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To be fair, it probably isn't a lot, considering you don't remember how much it is. You would've been told, I imagine.
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*begins moving again* I've got back until my days in high school.
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Oh... Okay... Rather interesting... I suppose...
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Except I am missing some. I remember Exalin and running to base but I dont know where from.
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You were probably running away. You know. So you didn't die.
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Funny. I wouldn't run I'd rip- uh oh. Ill be right back. *walks off talking to doctor I posted on Freddy* (Me) Any news? (Doctor) Yes sir. Not good though. Freddy has been paralyzed in his left leg. (Me) Shit. Is it treatable? (Doctor) Possibly. We don't know right now.
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Manners, manners. *I continue walking, while also shaking my head*
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*walks back* Freddy's wound has been infected. He has paralysis in his left leg. If not treated it could spread. However we dont know if we have the resources for it.
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*Turns around* You're a real buzz kill. [i] [/i] [i] [/i] [u] [/u] [i] [/i] [u] [/u] [i] [/i] [u] [/u] We must have supplies, or something. Your damn suit can kill everything in sight within seconds, it should be able to heal Freddy!
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Good point. My doctors suck. I think I should probably run back and put him in my chest cavity and then continue with you guys.
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Probably, yes...
