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He sighes, throwing the rest of the cigar away. He checks his pistol and loads it.
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[i]"Tomorrow we'll head back out. We'll have to be silent."[/i]
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He nods and drifts off into sleep. [spoiler]Skipping ahead[/spoiler] Python wakes, looking around.
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[i]"Time to go. Get up."[/i] [b]he boards his Centurion armor.[/b]
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Python stands, grabbing his pistol from next to him. He looks at the wall. "How do we get out without making a noise?"
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[b]He shoves his siege drills into the collapsed entrance, breaking it open as the sunlight pierces through the entrance.[/b] [i]"there we are."[/i]
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"Fair enough." He steps out, aiming his pistol around.
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[b]there was nothing. Just sand and rocks.[/b]
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He sighes, trying comms. "Ryan. You there? I need a ride."
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[Plot was scrapped. Carry on.]