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[i][b]The figure that stood there was truly astounding: He bore a tall, eight foot set of white armour, with red accents. He was an Astares, and he held his Chainsword in his right hand, with his Bolter Pistol in his left. The blade of the weapon activated and the chain on the outside let out a menacing roar, making the man speak over it loudly. [/b][/i]"Lower. The weapon."
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[b][i]He does so, standing up with hands up.[/i][/b] "I mean no harm
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"Are you of the Imperium?"
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"No. My ship crashed and awoke me from cryo-stasis p, along with some amnesia,"
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"So you're not with the Imperium of Mankind?! Are you a damned heretic?! A worshipper of false gods and demons?!"
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"Honestly, all I can remember is that I was shooting at Tyranids or some shit. Other people backing me up. If that sounds like what your describing the I guess I'm with you guys."
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"Killing those -blam!-ing 'Nids? Alright, should be good."
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"My name is Corporal Jared Carmichael
