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Combat. *He pushes the man to you* I wanted to kill Hamil myself, but he couldn't be good as a servator instead of collecting dust
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A tracked servator rolls out of the garage. Most of its head has been replaced with metal plate and wiring stretches from its chest to its right ar that was replaced from the elbow down with a stubbed gun. His right is the same but ends in with a combat flamer, promethium dripping from the guns maw.
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Damn, this is impressive. *He pushes the man to you* For another servator
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"Missed the time line buddy. Anymore will cost ya."
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Oh, I don't want him, use him for someone else