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1/9/2016 9:27:23 PM
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[i]He is collapsed on the ground, pulling a small razorblade out of his pocket, rolling the armours sleeves up[/i]
[spoiler]ain't depression a bitch, huh?[/spoiler]
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[b]She summons a fireball[/b] "Lemme know when shit has to go BOOOOOOOM"
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[i]they all chuckle, aside from Justin who fakes a laugh, and Lopez backs up to avoid setting his feathers ablaze[/i]
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[b]She closes her hand and the fire slips through the cracks in between her fingers[/b]
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[i]They all load their guns, and another 2 helicopters fly beside them: NWH helicopters[/i]
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[b]She silently strokes her gun[/b]
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[i]Thry touch down at the tents, the rest of my characters loading out of the ships[/i]
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"The helicopter gotta go boom yet?"
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Diana: "nah, not yet. Though if you press the wrong button in the cockpit..."
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"Why is that even a thing"
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"In the case of shit happening. Such as traitors, and we have no spinny weapons"
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"Makes sense"
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"That it does. And the fact someone wanted to put a few crates of corn on it to make popcorn..."
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[b]She giggles[/b]
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"Well I've got to report to the boss. Later fire" [i]she says, everyone going over but Justin, who leans against a ship[/i]
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[b]She walks towards him[/b]
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[i]He looks at her[/i] "Hey"
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"What's up?"
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"Nothing much besides the fact that I thought you killed yourself"
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"Was about to. The helicopters spotted me though"
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"Don't, please"
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"Why not? No reason to"
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"Fine, do it" [b]She walks off [/b]
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[i]he realizes he's in the middle of a crowded ass camp and can't [/i]
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[b]She walks off[/b]
