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	[b][u]I have some demands[/u][/b]
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	We can kill you
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	[b][i]and?[/i][/b]
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	And you won't bother us
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	[b][i]Thats not how it works [/i][/b]
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	You gonna list them or sit there with a thumb up your ass?
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	[i][b]That thumb can destroy half of your establishment I want Mjol back. I want the Dragon Guardian thing gone. And I want your tech[/b][/i]
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	Only thing I can do is give you your friend back
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	[b][i]All or nothing [/i][/b]
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	Guess it's nothing*my clone disappears and I appear behind you, stabbing you In the chest. At the same time, a sniper shoots your hands, rendering them useless*
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	"Fool. Enjoy the fires."
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	You mean this ones? *take sof the coat shwogin all the xplosives attached to him* Yeah. had a Phantom drone pcik em up *takcles him Far outside the dojo* *pins him to the ground* I have magic anti explosive pants, do you? PUNK? *KABOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
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	*He dies chuckling. A light casts a shadow over the beach.*
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	*walks out of the smoke of the explotion* Pff. mercenary grade explosives. *looks at the shadow* What is that.?
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	No it don't
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	[spoiler]?[/spoiler]
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	*uncloaks and rholds him with a huge demon/ghoul arm* How about I kill you. *a biological/mechancal mask places itself* Like i did Mjol? Then ill eat you and consume al of what you are........ You are but a mercenary. nodbody woudl miss you.
 
										 
					 
					 
					 
		    