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3/13/2016 2:12:28 PM
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"Oh. I...I am sorry for your loss. I can only imagine what that is like."-Phoenix
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"It's like having to watch all of your reasons to live be pulverized in front of your eyes. I fled to this galaxy on a Slave traders ship, it was quickly siezed by the Feds and I found myself in prison. I created a crude rifle out of stolen machinery and PVC pipes, gave it to silver, and we escaped, I was yet again given purpose in the form of his defense... And I have no intention on letting you murder him simply to obey shadow guys orders."
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"I never intended to follow his order to kill him."-Phoenix "Then why did you take the job?"-Silver "To gain the trust of the Shadowed One, and possibly find out who he is. I'll try and help in any way I can."-Phoenix
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"Yeah, bullshit. You just tried to kill him like five seconds ago man."
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"If I tried to kill him, he would be dead by now."-Phoenix *Silver turns to Wheatley "Probably not, but I know when people try to kill me. Either he wasn't, or he is a pathetic fighter. I'm going with the first."-Silver
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"Whatever, just... Don't To pull that again. Also, I CAN TASTE THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN FOOD AND NON-FOOD, FIREBIRD!"
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"Maybe. Probably not. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to make sure you didn't mess up my ship."-Phoenix *he makes his way towards the hanger, Silver walking up to Wheatley "I told you he could be turned."-Silver
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[b]he whistles, a loud explosion comes from the hangar.[/b]
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*Silver rushes to the hanger, dragging Wheatley with him
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"I swear to god that wasn't me..."
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"Then what the hell was that?"-Silver *he pulls out his energy sword and reach the hanger
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[b]he snickers and ends up full on laughing when silver notices a massive speaker sitting in the middle of the hangar, Wheatley presses a button on a cell phone and another loud explosion rings out.[/b]
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*he glares at Wheatley "Was that really necessary?"-Silver
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"Yes..."
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"You've got problems."-Silver
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"You've just now realized that?"
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"I've known it for a while. Just haven't needed to say it until now."-Silver
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"Wow. You sir. Are no fun."
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"I just follow the rules. I suggest you do the same."-Silver
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"That's gonna get you killed, silver..."
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"But whyyyyyyyyyyyy?!"
