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[b]She rolls her eyes and turns around.[/b] [i]"Yes?"[/i]
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[b]She's greeted by the barrels of a minigun[/b] "FN, NWH, local or other?"
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[i]"Not many people around here who are friendly..."[/i] [b]She frowns.[/b] [i]"I don't know any of those."[/i]
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"Not exactly trusting of people around here..." [b]He lowers the gun[/b]
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[b]She shrugs.[/b] [i]"Yeah. I could tell. So, what exactly is the problem with you people?"[/i]
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"Space ship crashed, and now we're stranded"