[i]"Fascinating..."[/i]
[b]He says half-heartedly, shuffling through the body once more, tugging at a vocal chord until it gives way and slides out.[/b]
[i]"Biology is a big son of a bitch, and all these -blam!-ers are ugly...."[/i]
[b]Shaking his head he tosses it away and mulls over in his thoughts for a second.[/b]
[i]"Where'd the head go?"[/i]
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The head was actually right above the body, laying in a puddle of blood and muccus, split in half, and bleeding profusely. "What are you gonna do with it, exactly? You're not gonna eat it, right?"
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[i]"Don't have a mouth. So no. But, actual eyes could be useful if I find two with no nerve damage."[/i] [b]He says picking it up with one massive claw and looking it over, then tosses it to the side with a huff.[/b] [i]"Big nope. I'd rather just make myself a pair... If I wasn't stuck on this stupid ship."[/i]
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"If you're looking for eyes, I could get you a pair... Only need to find some Chaos fück. Which shouldn't be too hard, considering that it probably riddles with Tyranids, Cultists, Heretics, and other filth." The Templar turns away from the man, peering into the darkness with his blue eyes, though they were hidden by his helmet.
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[i]"Nah... I'm not a fan of the Imperium or Chaos forces... No offense of course."[/i] [b]He says with a chuckle, turning in the other direction and beginning to pad off.[/b] [i]"Catch ya later, big guy."[/i] [b]He throws a claw over his head in farewell and walks off.[/b]
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[spoiler]End, I guess. [/spoiler]