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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/2/2015 11:05:16 PM
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[b]He sees a green helicopter overhead, carrying... Is that JT?![/b]
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Raze looks up and starts chuckling. He waves a hand at the LAT.
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[b]He looks down, surprised to see raze, and the helicopter lands next to him, hovering one ft. Above the ground, and he steps out, tipping his hat [/b] "Raze!"
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"JT!" Raze walks over and extends his hand. Raze was different. His hair was longer and in a ponytail. It had streaks of silver forming along its edges. "It's good to see you, man. How's the NWH?"
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Edited by JayTea: 12/2/2015 11:24:45 PM"You remember how it was 300 people? It's 150,000 now" [b]He says, shaking the hand[/b]
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"Damn, in fifteen years?"
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"Yeah man. Got married, had some kids, ran a military, damn, I've had a hell of a fifteen years. What happened with you?"
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"Bounty hunting. Never could find a wife. But my brain isn't really capable of the whole emotion thing." He chuckles with a distant look in his eye. " I found the next best thing though." He draws a small knife off of his back belt. When he presses the button on the side, the handle instantly shoots out into a long staff. The bladed staff hummed with raw energy.
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"That's all you got" [b]He asks, before misting, and reappearing behind him[/b] "Nanites. Gave up the augs for these babies"
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Raze chuckles and mists back in front of you. "That makes two of us. How old are your kids?"
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"Fifteen each. One boy, one girl"
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"Oh yeah? That's great, JT. What are your current plans?"
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"Head back to base for a date with the wife at seven, why?"
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"Just curious. We should hook up and do a job or something. You still have my contact info?"
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"I think so. Look, you want to stop by the base, maybe requisition some gear?"
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"Sure, sounds fun. Texas is what? A three hour flight?"
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"Around that yeah, but it's not in Texas"
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"Oh?" Raze starts walking toward the helicopter.
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[b]He jumps in quickly[/b] "Yeah. Take a guess"
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"Hmm. Underground? No wait, flying! That sounds like a JT thing to do, considering how often you fly around in these choppers."
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"No." [b]He says, taking off.[/b] "one more guess"
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"I give up." He says collapsing his staff and putting it onto his belt.
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"You'll see" [b]He says, flying to the middle of the damn Pacific Ocean, international waters, and you see a large island of steel platforms, tents, an airfield, and even a large house in the middle. [/b] "NWH base"
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"Damn. Just damn..." Raze sits on the edge of his seat, taking in the scene. "150,000 huh?"
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"Yeah. 150,000 pure soldiers. We got a below deck, too."
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"Does it have a strip club, and do you need a bouncer?" Raze begins chuckling at the old memories.
