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8/26/2015 11:36:02 PM
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"It was a contract, that was it..." She says, as she lays back.
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"So you're an assassin? Don't seem like that type."
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"You should see me in action..." She says, as she takes out two batons, and twirl them around.
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"Would kind of like too."
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"Although I am stuck in here..." She says, as she puts the batons away.
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"they don't trust me. i could let you out, small perk on my arm, but if i do, they'll kill you, and lock me up for life."
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"Well, I don't know what too tell ya." She says, as she shows you that she has something in her hands. She then hands it too you and whisper. "Put that on the lock (?)."
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Edited by bagelbro123: 8/27/2015 2:00:12 AM[b]He hands it back to you, and whispers.[/b] "I already told you-cameras everywhere. But Don't worry, the next time something big happens, like the ship crashing, I'll let you out amidst the chaos. but not as secret, it would be for your survival. plus, i kind of like you, and i know that they aren't committing acts of justice. I would either release you into galactic custody, and maybe help you escape there, or i would just let you go. But not now, not here." [b]He takes out a bottle of Whiskey and tosses it to you[/b] "You like whiskey?" [b]he takes a swig.[/b]
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I come up and stand next to the professor. "What are we talking about guys?"
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Edited by bagelbro123: 8/27/2015 2:23:07 AM"Turds of justice. but to be honest; escape plans."
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"Whisky, and no, I prefer cocktails." She says, as she leans back.
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*their previous conversation replays over the intercoms*
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"Eh. you know, i might want to get going."
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The conversation relays as it says that they are talking about Whisky. Kyle smirks
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Edited by bagelbro123: 8/27/2015 2:16:20 AM[b]he sits down, still drinking whiskey.[/b]
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"Hm. That is not good."
