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1/11/2016 12:22:21 AM
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[b]Reaper cloaks and charge tackles Golden to the ground and with one swift punch to the face he shatters his visor and dents his helmet breaking his nose[/b]
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"So, what does this mean for me?"-Golden *the door closes before either of them can answer Golden. Silver looks back to Reaper "Those coordinates...they sound unusually familiar."-Silver
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[b]He turns to Golden[/b] "If I had things my way I would eliminate you"
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*after the door closes, Silver looks back to Reaper "I hope that transport comes soon."-Silver *he walks over to his fighter
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[b]He follows[/b]
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*upon reaching the fighter, Quickblast walks over to the two "What did he say?"-Quickblast "Coordinates for some planet. I'm heading there now."-Silver "Are you sure it isn't a trap?"-Quickblast "No, but when do we ever truly know?"-Silver *Quickblast turns to Reaper "I'm guessing you didn't kill him back there."-Quickblast
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"No. Let us be off"
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"Okay then. Your funeral."-Quickblast *Silver gets into the cockpit of his fighter and plugs in the coordinates into the nav computer. He motions for Reaper to get into the co pilot seat
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[b]Reaper gets into the Co pilot seat[/b]
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*as the cockpit starts to deal, he yells to Quickblast "Stay here. I'll need you to give Golden to the Alliance when they come."-Silver "Alright."-Quickblast *Silver seals up the cockpit and flies his fighter out of the hanger. He activates its FTL drive and heads towards the coordinates
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[b]Reaper is silent[/b]
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[spoiler]I'll make a post for when we get there. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ok[/spoiler]
