originally posted in:The New Dojo
[spoiler]so in other words no.
Thank you for telling me.[/spoiler]
[b]He sees a man, his appearance is well kept.
He's looking around the bar bored, he drinks down some scotch and approaches.[/b]
Evening.
[b]is voice is British, more of a common accent but has that sound of a usual British voice. [/b]
English
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Aye. [i]He said tersely, not turning around, but rather looking off in the distance.[/i]
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Good seeing a new face around for a change. Clarkson isn't it? SAS higher up? It's not like I'm just a local commoner, i guess the name Lego rings a bell?
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Good seeing a new face around for a change. Clarkson isn't it? SAS higher up? It's not like I'm just a local commoner, i guess the name Lego rings a bell?
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Field Marshal. I run them. [i]He said.[/i] I've never met the man, but I had received intel on him when I worked for Schrader and Venom Incorporated.
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I got some vital information about him...
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It wouldn't serve any purpose, not to me, anyway. [i]He replied. Lego wasn't someone from his world, and thus he didn't cross Clarkson's spectrum of concern.[/i]
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Oh well, i was going to say you're talking to the bastard.
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[i]He didn't seem to care very much. Names and rumors meant little to him anymore. [/i]