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You see me facedown in the sand
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*walks over and kneels beside you* Is he dead?
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I don't respond
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*rolls you over*
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My face is burned and sandy. I seem to be breathing
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You alright?
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I groan
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That's a yes I suppose *theres a slight beeping sound from my wrist* New coordinates.....how long were you out here?
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"Day or two... Maybe..."
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Can you stand?
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"I... Can call Sheyen and my ship..."
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Well I'll be with you until you're on the ship
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My ship comes over a ridge, and Sheyen steps out "God damn drunk. Thanks, Lethal." He slings me over his shoulder and gets back into the ship
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*presses a button on a rectangular device mounted to my wrist and a small screen with a map lights up* Hmm....that's good to know
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Before he gets on, he turns to you "What's good to know?"
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The ship is apparently repaired and I received coordinates to its location
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Several aircraft roar overhead going towards some Unknown location.
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*gets on my motorcycle and follows them*
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The gunships soon out pace you, but following the direction of travel leads you to one of a dozen forward operating bases that have been erected on the Martian surface.
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*heads toward the base*
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The base is guarded and fortified, there are sighs of military activity everywhere, a group of armored trucks exit and drive past him.
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 9/4/2015 5:34:18 PM*gets off the motorcycle as it transmutes into a necklace and puts it on* Hmm...
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It's clear that the heavy machine gunner by the gate is tracking his movements and a large tower on each of the four corners of the base smells of snipers.
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*keeps walking toward the base observing the snipers and guards* Might get shot but oh well
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He is stopped by one of the soldiers at the gate, of the five men at the gate there is the one who is talking to him, one on the machine gun and the other three stand behind the concrete barriers. "Who are you?"