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9/29/2015 8:36:31 PM
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The man walks over
"Alright, he doesn't look good. Sheyen, help me out here."
We carry him back to the ship and I head back to the cockpit and set coordinates to the Exalin, while Sheyen carries Eric to the medbay
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He begins to deliriously speak, though he's unintelligible. He continues to move the stump of his Prosthetic arm as if he's fighting, though the arm itself is nowhere to be seen.
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Sheyen sighs and speaks "For God's sake man. I daresay that I'm becoming a little angry."
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A voice plays through an external speaker in his armor. The voice is female. "What did you expect, poetry?"
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"Well, something coherent at the very least. If you can, see if you can work your way to the cockpit. Deceiver is there."
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"... In case you haven't noticed, I don't have a body. The person in this suit of armor is unconscious, because he just got the shit kicked out of him. What's our ETA?"
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"I can very well see that you don't have a body. I was referring to going to the cockpit through wiring. About 30 minutes to an hour, is say."
