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12/30/2015 3:55:49 PM
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"Don't put more stress on the team. We had one fireteam completely obliterated, we found another guy dead already. We don't need more stress."
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"Alright...."
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[b][i]He lets go of your arm, taking your sword.[/i][/b] "No more killing yourself, ok?"
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[spoiler]his arm is his sword lmao[/spoiler] "Can I have my arm back?"
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"That depends: are you going to try to kill yourself again?"
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"I'll try not to" [b]He says with a weak smile that's barely there[/b]
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"Just know if you do kill yourself, I will go to hell or heaven, whichever one your in, and drag you back down here."
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"Alright" [b]his smile becomes slightly me visible [/b]
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"Good. Now, let's go." He says and throws your weapon back.
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[b]He catches it and holsters it[/b]
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"So, still want to get drinks?"
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"Yep"
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"Let's go!" He says and continues walking towards the bar
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[b]He follows again, playing with the safety of a revolver[/b]
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"I hear something clicking." He says, glancing over his shoulder
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"Just a safety"
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"Good. Let's get booze!"
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"Indeed!" [b]He pulls the trigger a couple of times[/b]
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"I'm assuming your not going to kill yourself?"
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"It's empty"
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"Ok." He says, and enters the linge
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[b]He keeps fiddling with the gun[/b]
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[b][i]They sit down, and Jakob orders some rum.[/i][/b]
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[b]He still fiddles with the gun[/b]
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[b][i]He downs the bottle, and orders another[/i][/b]
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[b]He keeps fiddling with the gun[/b] "I-I'll take a bourbon"
