"Me..."
[b]a voice from behind him says, still vaguely familiar. Shepard steps out of a nearby corridor, missing his mask. A massive scar across his face and neck tells the tale of his "death"[/b]
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[b]Fenrir stands still. He stares at Shephard, unable to move. After a few minutes he whispers, barely audible over the surrounding crowd.[/b] "You're dead."
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"Yes I am..." [b]he barely maintains a strait face for a second befor shifting into azazael and bursting into laughter[/b]
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[b]Fenrir slaps him. Hard.[/b] "What the f*ck is wrong with you people?! First Wheatley, now you?!"
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[b]he keeps laughing, Wheatley does the same[/b] "Relax man, your all inhumorous.