"What happened to this shmuck?" A man in a luxury cashmere suit says, brandishing a shotgun.
English
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-He looks at you and then rips the spear out of himself- "Ah -blam!-er"
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"Who are you anyways?" The man continues, fixing the jammed trigger on his shotgun.
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"Non of your buisness" -He stabs a syringe into his neck and the hole that was left starts healing-
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"What the hell? I'm just trying to make small talk," the man says, rubbing the puncture in his neck. "You better have checked that for Tetanus."
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"Sorry just got impaled" -He stands up and put's his hand out- "Theron"
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The man shakes Theron's hand. "Sawyer of Sawyer Military Corporation. Nice to meet you. Anyways, how [i]did[/i] you get impaled?"
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"Trying to protect a friend from someone"
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"Protect who?"
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"A..friend"
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"Secretive. I like that. More collateral in relationships."
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"Well it's complicated"
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"Compulsion, rage, conspiracies, lies. All life's most bloody meats to the ravenous wolf."
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"Not that complicated"
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"Petty disagreements, fibs, gossip. The small-time conspiracy theories and who-said-who's."
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"No nothing like that"
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"So nothing?"
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"No more like, unrequited love"
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"Strange man."
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"Yep"