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6/21/2016 4:53:14 AM
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[b]Several squadrons of Marines marched by, shorter than average, bt possibly make up for it in combat
Vehicles and other sorts where seen rumbling about, scribes keeping track of what entered and exited the camp[/b]
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"This is very odd..But I cannot complain. I merely came to observe, not to be a dick." "[b][u]I miss Ciarn..He was atleast fun.[/u][/b]" "He was one of those Eldar dicks. Not so fun in my opinion." "[b][u]Atleast when he's drunk he is fun..[/u][/b]" "Silence, we're approaching the camp itself." They conversed and walked, eventually reaching the entrance.
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[b]A few of the Hound marines where seen, strange looking rifles in hand, not Boltors or the normal Imperium weapons A scribe was there to, turning towards them[/b] [i]"State you're business and identity, it's standard for all people outside of the Chapter to do so"[/i]
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"I am Inquisitor Ling Defaln of the Ordo Malleus, I bring my Tech Priest to observe this..camp." He said to the scribe.
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[i]"Fair enough, don't cause any trouble"[/i] [b]She scribe turned back to his work, a marine hit a button and the gates lifted up [/b]
