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12/12/2015 4:28:05 PM
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"Why would you need my weapons?"
He began to take off his weapon belt that had his two pistols in their holsters. Once he was done, he took the shotgun off his back and waited for and answer.
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[i]"Reasons."[/i] [b]Marie waits to receive his weapons. [/b] [i]"Ill give them back. Eventually."[/i] [b]Marie smirks a bit.[/b]
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He eyes the woman then hands over the weapons, thinking to himself. [i]Why not? You're a trained soldier. If something happens, she wouldn't be a problem. She could be...[/i] He speaks up, sitting next to her in the co-pilot seat. "So, where are you heading?"
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[b]Marie takes the guns, struggling as she puts them on the floor and pushes them to a corner.[/b] [i]I shouldn't have asked for these...hes probably more dangerous unarmed.[/i] [i]"Somewhere. Why? Need anything from your....the ship's debris? Or are you a wanted man on the run? Hm?"[/i]
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He shakes his head. "I'd prefer not to talk about that." It seems that topic was touchy, even such a large man. He may have been physically strong, but mentally, he was.....on the verge. "I'm not wanted, I don't think."
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[b]Marie notices. [/b] [i]"Okay, hope your not lying to me."[/i] [b]She puts the ship on manual control, puts her scorpion sidearm on her lap, and flies the ship towards her destination.[/b]
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[spoiler]I'll make a new post[/spoiler] Python sits back in his chair, crossing his arms. He's silent...
