Dont worry that much.
Us martian recover blood far faster than regular humans.
And the closer i am to die the strimonger i become.
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Hmm, what did you do on Mars? You never did tell me.
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Before the war? An engineer
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Neat... Wait, a war? I remember you talked with some people about that, what was that all about?
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Venus and MArs had a conflcit. and i woudl ahve my debts payed if i signed up. kidna changed ym whoel life
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Hey, I lived on Venus for a while. Can't remember about it at all.
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Heh. how many years ago. the war ended 3 years ago. btu i remember the USNC did most of venus dirty work
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20 years until... 3 years ago.
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Well. imposiblee oyu hadnet heard of it. they where preparing to celbrate victory before me and my squad had strck on venus. i dotn believe you on this. THat was an all out Masacre thanks to Venus involving the UNSC.
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I don't quite remember. I DO remember waking up under a pile of bodies with a screaming headache. I yelled, and bullets ripped up the pile of bodies I was in.
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then you must have lived where we struck. the captiaal of Vanus most improtant city. destoryed melted and mascred by THe Nova 7 squad.
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Nova-7... That sounds familiar...
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the chemical trooper squad from Mars that single ahdned destoryed one of Venus most improtatn cities. Leaded by the Capitan Eva Salazar..... my deasesed wife
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*at the words chemical trooper, I leap away, rip off a piece of cloth from my cloak, and cover my face, then dive on the floor* GO UNDER THE GAS! BREATHE ONLY WHEN NEEDED, AND DON'T PLAY DEAD! THEY SHOOT YOU ANYWAY! YOU'LL BE CORRODED AWAY IF YOU DIE! *pulls out an old Venus styled submachine gun and fires in random directions*
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*Leap an punches you to the ground*
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*rolls backward to avoid, and you are sprayed by the wild bullets* THOM! GET AWAY FROM THERE! DON'T LIE DOWN SON! THey... ... *falls over*
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*ENergy shield blocked the shots* DAMM IT! *pucnhes hi chest with both hands ath the same time* *grabs and pulls both arm while pushing him with the leg to uncapacitate the arms*
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*my arms crack, and I fly against the floor. No reaction otherwise*
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damm with this kid. *leaves a stipack for when he awakes and walks away*
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*is still awake* Th-...Thom...
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*notices* WHo might that be.........
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... No one anymore.
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hmm. must have been a good erson. but good or bad death doesnt care
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Long... Long story...
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a sad one from the tone of your voice
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Another time, perhaps.