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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/6/2015 5:19:01 AM
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"Yeah, broken arms. Or win- ah, Lopez, the fūck you call those arms?" Lopez: "wings dipshit" JT: "Fūck you too buddy"
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[spoiler]XD[/spoiler] "Ok. I'll just leave you two to it, then. See you around." She turns to leave, but stops. "I almost forget, where would be the best place to find Astrid?"
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"Uh, the underbase, oddly enough." Lopez: "you're directing the fresh blood to a damn strip club?!" JT: "ah, shut up tweety, it's where she friggin works!"
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"Underbase? Strip club? What the hell are you two talking about? And what do you mean she works there?"
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Lopez: "Ah, the underbase. Glorious strip club, bar, and drug center in one! As for her, the generals recruited her a while ago. Don't know when she's working though"
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She flashes a cross look at JT, but doesn't say anything.
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"Well, wasn't my idea. It's the idea of 2 of my generals and a former soldier who went dark years ago"
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"But they're your men. Clearly you're ok with this, or it wouldn't be here still." She walks away, fuming.
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"Why wouldn't I be okay with it? My men need to blow off steam somehow, lest they be angered all damned day"
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She continues walking, but flips the bird at him as she goes.
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[b]He phases in front of her with a speed that makes it known that he knows shortcuts around here, trips you, and goes back to Lopez and the doctor. [/b] [spoiler]I can't tell if it's actual disapproval or her cover. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]She pissed.[/spoiler] She picks herself up and continues walking, angrily mumbling to herself.
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((End))
