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7/18/2015 5:04:46 PM
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Stephenson nods, then flips a pair of sunglasses on over his eyes, scanning the crowd.
"Found him. Old-school mil-grade, with heavy inbuilt weapons. Looks like a collapsed MG in the right arm. I'll broadcast a Voight frequency. Only synths can hear it, and it causes blinding pain to them. Once it drops, we all shoot it, and then we go home.
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((No god-modding, Stephenson D:< He's not there, he's somewhere else, and he doesn't use guns))
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((Ok D-:))
