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[b]Murph calls everyone to the war room after Genesis training.[/b]
"Mercs, Friends, Outcasts, and Others, I'd like to thank each and every one of you for your help. Whether you were stranded here, came for the reward, or simply fought for what was right, you've all earned congratulation. However, now that everyone's been rescued, the official contract is over. You can leave, or stop fighting if that is what you wish."
[b]He pauses for a moment.[/b]
"But if you wish to stay by our side, and finish the fight, then it's high time I stop calling you Mercs, and start calling you friends."
"And to those who stay, the drinks are on me tonight."
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[b]Fyn is seemingly missing from the party[/b]
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Python walks in, Jessica with him. He takes out a flask and takes a swig. "Oh what's that?" "Whisky, scotch and motor oil." "Motor oil?" "Yep, gives it a salty-" She takes the flask and drinks some. Jessica frowns and shakes her head. Python smiles and takes the flask back. "Strong stuff."
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Python... How long have you been drinking motor oil?
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"About a year. Why?"
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[b]I put my face in my hands.[/b] Because.... You realize your not a robot right? You are still partially human. Your brain, stomach, and and lungs, although enhanced by nanobots, are still human, somewhat. And I don't think motor oil is healthy....
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"Hmm....that's not good. But I feel fine."
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And what about Jessica? [b]I look at her.[/b] You've only been a Genesis for about a day, so your body is still adjusting. Alcohol, let alone alcohol with motor oil, will interfere. Back to the Bacta-Tank, so we make sure you calibrate right.
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Jessica looks up from petting Lethal's puppy. "I only had a sip."
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[b]I stare at her.[/b] Sigh..... Fine. Enjoy yourselves. But.... Immediately to the Bacta-Tank afterwards.
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"Yes mom." She smirks and stands. Python chuckles a little.
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Oh yeah, that reminds me. Did I tell you about some guys who seemed to be fans of you? They even found War and Peace in your room.
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Python tilts his head. "Fans? Did they mess up my shotguns?" "Shotguns? That's plural?" Jessica looks at him.
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[b]I smirk[/b] I mean... They touched them. [b]I point to a group of soldiers that are chatting near a wall.[/b]
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Python turns to them and looks at you and Jessica. "I'll be back." He walks over to the group.
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[b]I look at Jessica then back at the group and start snickering.[/b]
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The group looks at Python with wide eyes. Two salute. "At ease, panzies. So, I heard a couple of you held War and Peace....." Jessica looks at you. "What's so special about these shotguns anyways?"
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[b]I speak inbetween snickering[/b] They're his favorite guns. He built them himself, and nobody has ever touched them, except him... Though they are more like pistols than shotguns to him...
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A couple of soldiers look at each other then at Python, they try to run. His long arms catch them by the back of the neck. "Nobody touches my shotguns without my permission." He throws the soldiers at the stage, where Murph did his speech. He picks up the other three and throws them at the other two. "Wow, he takes those shotguns really seriously." She stands to see the soldiers.
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[b]The soldiers get back up and charge at him.[/b] Oh shit. Now it's a party.
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Anymore booze Phantom? This is going to be fun.
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Always. [b]Scouters bring in several different booze, and sets them down.[/b]
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Python laughs, shaking his head. He cloth lines one of the soldiers. The troop lays unconscious on the floor. Jessica gasps. The other four already have a "Oh shit" look on their face.
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*quickly runs away leaving some fur on the ground*
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Python watches you leave and shakes his head. "That's Lethal, basically the team's dog." "Aww, I love dogs."
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*comes back with a white puppy following me*
