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3/9/2016 12:47:36 AM
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"Being an assassin requires a more delicate touch than being a simple mercenary"
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Edited by Xeno: 3/9/2016 12:49:59 AM"You call my son a "simple" mercenary one more time, and you're going to have to deal with him. Take my word for it he is anything but "simple"."
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"I've been watching everyone on the ship I know what he's capable of. I've fought worse"
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This time he turns and looks at you dead in the eyes. "No....you haven't..."
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[b]she isn't fased by the dead stare[/b] "Even if I haven't seen everything you can do I can adapt and I will find out"
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[spoiler]It was Kent that turned, not Legend[/spoiler] Kent chuckles and gets up. Legend says something and Kent says something back. They hug, and Legend walks out and Kent sits across from you. "It's not so easy to "adapt" to my son."
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"You've clearly never heard of me. I've been fighting since I was a kid. War is all I know but I learned a few things on the side plus the involuntary enhacments. I could take mist people with my eyes closed"
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He leaned closer to you. "My son went through getting ripped open and put back together multiple times, wide awake and felt all of it, he got through that. He crawled out a crashed starship, survived getting thrown into a star, slaughtered entire armies with his bare hands single handedly, and literally punched a planet in half. I know who you are, Eva McCleelan, I know what you do, and when compared to my son it's pretty clear the outcome of a fight. You have strength ten times that of possible man, my son has that of a thousand, and it gets bigger the more pissed off he gets. Your skeleton is coated with a near unbreakable material, his skeleton is the same, except it is literally unbreakable. Your healing factor can heal small wounds, he can reattach his head. You have mastered some forms of martial arts, my son has mastered all of them. And when it comes to gear, it's pretty obvious as well." He sighs. "Good day, mam." He gets up and begins to walk out.
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"Geez way to kill the fun. But keep in mind everyone has a weakness"
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He stops at the door way and turns his head to you. "But some have yet to be discovered..." He walks out.
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"Ain't that the truth"
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He walks out. ((End))
