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9/13/2015 2:42:07 AM
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He nods and turns into the armory. He walks back out, carrying grenades. Python heads back towards his room to get his guns.
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"Agh. This. Shit. Hurts."
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"What? First robotic enhancement?"
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"You mean the implication of the neural interface?"
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"Heh. That one hurt for a few days." He walks out of his room, Vulcans on his back and carrying his guns. "The rest of this stuff only hurt for a month or so."
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"Oh gee thanks for the reassurance, but the armor is hella cool." [b]He says admiring the armor.[/b]
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"My old armor is like that, except bigger and heavier." He heads to the hangar.
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[b]He follows you.[/b] "But the scary thing is that this armor can possibly kill me."
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"Really? That sounds like a bitter-sweet deal."
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"Yeah. If I over do it or stress way to much. He said it was a last resort sort of armor."
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He nods and climbs onto a gunship. [spoiler]Gonna make a new post....where did everyone go?[/spoiler]
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[b]He follows.[/b] [spoiler]I don't know. Probably all busy.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Post up[/spoiler]
