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2/2/2016 10:24:35 PM
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Gwen Maximum leans against a wall, her hands in her pockets and a smirk on her face.
"I'd be glad to knock some Fed heads together."
She spoke with a Russian accent, and at the mention of the Federation her eyes glinted red for a moment.
English
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Mara looks over at her as the crowd dispersed, "Well, don't we all. That's why we're gonna win this war: we all have a cause to fight for. So, what mission seems up your alley?"
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"Anything that includes their deaths."
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"Well... All of them do. Were you listening to the presentation? I didn't come out of bacta treatment for nothing."
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"Just set me up for a random one. I don't care."
