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9/12/2015 6:13:03 PM
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"Many have doubted us before, you may have disabled my canons by I have several ships outside my own waiting for me to give the order. That order would have them fire teleportation missiles at as, taking us far away from you and saving us. Not to mention we have several teams that could easily board your station and wipe you out."
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Heh, you might have not noticed, but your in a field disabling all missile and cannon fire
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Haha well than you people have certainly thought of everything, so tell me who are you? And what do you want?
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Swords of Blood is our faction. And we were sent to kill you
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Really? Now why would anyone want to kill me?
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Well, the alamo actually
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I'd rather hand myself over to you than let you destroy the Alamo.
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Well, that's seems fun, however. *you see the railgun charging again for the finishing shot* No can do
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Now! *several explosions go off within the station from bombs that my ODST's planted now my troops are all boarding the station* Varn! Get our engines back online, everyone else get reward to fight.
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*a ship lands in the alamo and Corra gets out*
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*a medical team gets to Corra and begins working on her.*
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Ow.......damn that guy.....
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*someone puts a comm pad on the floor and my hologram pops up* Corra are you ok? What happened?
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Uh...
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Better hurry, we might be dead soon if my plan doesn't work and I'd like to know what happened
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Right...
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You're starting to act a bit suspicious corra
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I'm fine
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Then what's going on?
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Nothijg
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Nothing? These people want to destroy the Alamo and they didn't ask your or tell you anything?
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*she says nothing as she walks into an elevator*
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*i use my data pad to shut down the elevator and my ODST's Rush in.* Corra you're acting strange, I'm going to ask you to accompany me to the medbay."
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No. *her totem was hanging out slightly*
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*i pull out a coin that resembles a black hole and approach you* That was an order pilot.
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That was you asking me, not ordering me.
