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4/19/2015 5:22:07 AM
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It belonged to a woman i had a relationship with for a few years, her name was Camilla Ross. She was killed when her squad was sent to kill an elite general that was recently killed by me. The survivors brought back the DMR to me, never used it but its full auto and has 26 rounds.
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It seems all of us share one thing in common. *sighs* A past filled with bloodshed and loss. That rifle seems interesting, but I would never think of seeing its inner workings to just observe. That would be quite disrespecting of me.
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She cant be replaced... never. When ever i think of her it makes me sad to know she is gone.
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*puts hand on your shoulder* Then you honour her every time you pull that trigger, mate.
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I know... she was the only one to truly understand me unlike others that I wont mention.
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Sometimes it's not others we think are at fault. Sometimes things just aren't meant to happen. Sometimes things are. *begins walking away* It was nice seeing you again, Headshot. May Camilla rest in peace. [spoiler]Going to bed, night.[/spoiler]
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I understand... *puts the DMR back on shelf* [spoiler]kay, later[/spoiler]
