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12/6/2015 1:55:40 AM
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[b][u]Back in Black[/u][/b]
[b]The Hangar[/b]
A ship lands in the hangar, an old friend coming back to check on the team. His wife was with him along with their two soon-to-be children. He stands from his chair, kissing his wife.
"Just checking on them, babe."
"Okay...."
She smiles with the eggs in her arms like large, round footballs. Stepping backwards, he opens the door and steps out.
[i]Wonder if the original team member are still here....
Probably not.
Would it kill you to be positive for once?
With this life? No. It's suicide to be positive.....[/i]
Python stands in the hangar, guards stepping towards him with rifles, shotguns and a few with rocket launchers. He shows them his hands as they advance.
"ON THE GROUND, NOW!"
"Let's not be violent, guys. You know how I am....."
"WHO'S IN THE SHIP?"
"My wife and two kids....exactly why I don't want to fight."
He keeps his hands up, multiple squads of soldiers with their weapons aimed at him.
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
English
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"Nice to meet you"
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Nodding he began to speak but he interrupted by an alarm. Going off because off the Leviathan, he sprinted off to help in any way he could. [spoiler]Tying in Jenny's post [/spoiler]
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[b]she does the same[/b]
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the sound of a metallic footsteps and a pair of combat boots echo along "So if we increase the production" Sharpshooter steps into the hangar along with a woman in brown hair "Did you find her yet?" "No caylem"
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He looks at the two, almost sure he recognizes the woman. Python was leaning against his ship, silent. [spoiler]Lana? If so, RoB and Europa are in the same time period by now[/spoiler]
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[b]Fyn runs up a gives you a hug picking you up off the ground[/b]
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The strain on his muscles quickly force him to release Python. Weighing almost 80 tons, even getting him off the ground was an accomplishment. "Whoa! Jeez, Fyn. Missed you too." He chuckles as he adjust his stance.
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"I missed you a lot"
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"Clearly. How you been?"
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"Good, you?"
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"Found my girl and waiting on kids, couldn't be any better." A smile had invaded his face, just thinking about them made him happy.
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"Oh! That's wonderful"
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He nods. That's when alarms sound off, the Leviathan had struck the planet. [spoiler]Fitting in with Jenny's post [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Ok[/spoiler]
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A figure runs up to you. "You good sir! Would you like to try my homemade tacos?! Wait, shit!" He looks away from you and looks at you again with a sombrero and mustache. "Now! Would you like my tacos?!" He holds up a taco. "SHOVE THE GRUB INTO YOUR FACE HOLE OR I SWEAR I WILL UNLEASH SATAN BUNNIES TO CHEW OFF YOUR SCROTUM!!!! Excuse him he's very headstrong. EAT MY TACOS YOU WALKING TRASHCAN!!!! Seriously dude, like up yours. UP YOURS!!! Look just answer the question before he starts to drive me more detached than I already am."
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[spoiler]What the actual -blam!-?[/spoiler] He looks strangely then shakes his head.
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He tries to forcefully shove the tacos in your face. "WAR NEVER CHANGES AND NEITHER SHOULD MARKETING SCAMS!!!"
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Catching the taco, he punches you in the gut and starts eating the taco.
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As you punch him in the gut he doesn't flinch at all. "Yes! Are my tacos good?"
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"You bet your ass they are!" He finishes the taco and offers a high five.
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"YES!!" He high fives you. "Takes these into the war zone to feed the troops! They will need it!" He hands you a giant duffel bag filled with tacos.
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He walks away, fist raised, bag of tacos in the other hand.
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He sheds a tear. "Ima' miss that son ofa' bitch."
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"Don't mind him he needs to at least scam one person a day"
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*you see Silver walk up to the guards and tell them to stand down, and they do so *turns to man "Sorry about that. They can be very overprotective at times. I'm Silver. Who are you?"
