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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/11/2015 10:18:53 PM
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"Oh, how I try to" [b]He says, mock bowing, and 2 nor men come over. [/b] "Foxtrot, to the airfield!" [b]He says, and they stop saluting, walking to the airfield. [/b] "I've about 300 more of them"
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"I will never be able to understand you, will I?"
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"What? I'm training elite soldiers to deploy in combat. I'm not seeing problems"
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"I'm your friend!!!!"
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"And I was tortured by old friends, and had to watch family die, they don't give a rats ass if I'm friends with someone, if you ain't NWH, they're likely aiming at you!"
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"Get them to understand."
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"F***, fine, I'll have my elite guard be trusting of civilians"
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"NO. I mean just me. Maybe set up rules regarding trust?"
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"Goddamn it, look, put this on. They'll think you're NWH" [b]He says, grabbing a jacket from a soldier. It's a black leather jacket, with a green rifle on the side, above it the letters NWH, and the symbol for the rank of captain. [/b] "It also gets you something really interesting at the armory next week"
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"NO, JT!! Just...get them to understand that I'm your friend. They don't need to protect you from me."
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"Reni, I'm trying to tell you it won't work! Fūck this, I'll try."
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"Please, do."
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"Fine" [b]He says, swarming to the airfield [/b]
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