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2/20/2016 3:04:57 AM
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"Nah, you got me interested now" [b][i]She says, an upbeat tone to the words coming from her lips as she follows him. [/i][/b]
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He stops and stares at her through the side of his eyesight. "I said, don't get in my way. Other words, don't follow me." His hands were hovering over his sidearms.
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"Ah, shut it. Anyways, what's good with you, fam?" [b][i]She asks, slowly walking past him, not giving s royal fūck about the man that could likely kick her ass trying to threaten her. [/i][/b]
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"Life mostly."
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"Any big shit happen, aside from finding a space cave?" [spoiler]>Mfw that actually worked [/spoiler]
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"My dog threw up." He sighs and stops walking and looks at her. "Sorry for being a dick. Kinda start like that to people I don't know. Names Legend. Call me KillJoy. Or Legend."
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"I'm Natalie, most call me The Bear. No it's not because I'm Russian, racist prick" [b][i]She jokingly says, a lighthearted laugh coming with her words. [/i][/b]
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He chuckles. "Always like Russians. I had a Russian friend once. He could bench press a cow while chugging a carton of beer." He laughs.
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"Well, you can have brainpower, strength, or a Russian technician. They got both"
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"Hmph. If you say so."
