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"Pessimists see that their is no hope in our case, and realists will say the same. It's the optimists that think we have a sliver of hope." [i]Hutch replied, a smile resting on his face. [/i]
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The guardsman looked at the other two people sitting at the table, this man was a strange one. "Keep your optimism, you're gonna need it."
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"That's true man." [i]The cowboy exclaimed, shooting the guardsman a glance. [/i]
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"Well, I've brought this conversation down long enough and bugged you folks for long enough too. I'll see you all around I suppose, have a good day." With that he stood returned the chair to its rightful place, collected his helmet and lascarbine from the bar and left.
