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10/1/2015 2:48:36 AM
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"We probably should'nt laugh. We're going to be pretty high up in the air, to the point where breathing gets really hard. That's expelling un-nessicary air."
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He looks up, stuffing a magazine in his backpack. "You've never had chocolate? Really?"
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"Nope. I've been living off granola bars and whiskey for the majority of my life up until now, and before that it was raw chicken." Sawyer finishes rooting around and finds a giant hunk of amethyst, and tosses it to Tom. "Dibs are sacred."
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He catches the amythest, inspecting it. "I like it......probably gonna be my girl's." He stuffs it in his pocket.
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"It is a nice gift. Maybe we'll find something more masculine in the next one?"
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"Hopefully a decent gun or something." He stops searching, pleased with what he had found.
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"Ok then." They exit the checkpoint and walk to the next, where they use the same tactic. "Let's see what goodies are here." [spoiler]Im about to pass out, need Z's. I'll reply when I wake[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]K[/spoiler] He follows Sawyer, looking around.
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"For such a big empire you'd expect something of worth to be in their checkpoints" Sawyer says rooting around.
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"I know right?"
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After a few more minutes of searching, Sawyer looks up. "Get anything good?"
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"A pretty cool knife, but other than that, nothing."
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"Well, there's another and final checkpoint up there. Well check that one out."
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"Yeah." He looks up the road, seeing a car. He dives for cover.
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"Shit!" Sawyer hides behind a sand dune.
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The car drives up, slowing when it sees the bodies. 4 men get out, all armed. Tommy is behind the outpost again, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
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Sawyer signals to Tommy, and he moves from behind the dune to a wall, circling around the enemies.
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Tommy gets to better cover and begins listening for intel.
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Sawyer continues to circle around, until he's at the side of the car, slowly getting in, making sure not to alert the tangos.
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Sawyer finds documents stating that the base they're heading towards will have a small army all armed. Tommy overhears about this, confirming the intel.
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Sawyer then starts the car. The goons start to turn around, but before they can even see Sawyer they're flying across the sand, rammed by the spiked grille of the car.
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Tommy walks up behind a soldier aiming his rifle at the car and snaps his neck with a quick twist.
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"Brutal, Tom" Sawuer says as he slides out of the car, holding his fist up.
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"They wanna -blam!- around, I'll -blam!- around and mess them up."
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"Not an insult. I appreciate people with a intense aspect."
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"Thanks. We got a ride now." He takes grabs explosives off a dead body. "I got an idea."
