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6/5/2016 3:06:09 AM
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Kor, in his battlesuit, looked down at Ryker.
[i][u]"Let us get moving. We must hurry."[/u][/i]
He began making his way back to the base.
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Ryker nods as they begin to return to the base.
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The two warriors walk side by side back to base. Kor'El figured Ryker would have many questions to ask him.
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Well... He was mostly just glad he was back, but he would have some. "So... Where have you been.."
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[i][u]"repaying my sins. I have been on a campaign to liberate necrons wherever I go. And, I have been reuniting with my daughters, who had scattered."[/u][/i]
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"Ah... I see..." He says with a nod.
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[i][u]"What about you?"[/u][/i]
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"Well... Starting a family... Killing old enemies.. Getting sent here... Lots of things. I'll have to tell you over lots and [i]lots[/i] of whiskey." He says with a laugh.
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[i][u]"I would like that, but I am afraid my body cannot handle alcohol anymore..."[/u][/i]
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"Yeah that's... A problem." He smiles.
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[i][u]"Oh well, alcohol isn't needed for bonding. I have missed you, old friend. It is good to see you again."[/u][/i]
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He laughs , nodding. "The feeling is mutual friend."
