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	"How are you supposed to make any friends if you don't talk to anyone?"
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	"I don't need to make friends" [b]she speaks in a soft and calm voice with a Tryntian(British) accent[/b]
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	[b] He rolls his eyes.[/b] "People are just depressing." [b] He stands up.[/b]
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	"I'm looking for someone"
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	"And who would you be looking for Ms. Mute?"
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	"I'm looking for a group of people actually"
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	[b] Lance looks intrigued.[/b] "Mind if I sit back down?"
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	"I don't mind"
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	[b] He sits back down and puts out his hand.[/b] "Sorry for being a tad rude. I'm Lance."
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	[b]she shakes your hand[/b] "Ellie"
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	[b] He nods[/b] "So what's the group you're looking for?"
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	"The syndicate"
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	"Ah. Yeah, I know someone who works for them."
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	[b]she grabs you by the thoat[/b] "Where!?!"
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	[b] He prys her hand off of his throat.[/b] "not Exactly the best way of getting information."
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	"I am not playing around tell me where now!"
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	"And if I told you i wouldn't tell you until you calm down?" [b] He says, still holding her wrist.[/b]
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	[b]she takes a deep breath[/b] "Please tell me"
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	[b] He smiles. [/b] "There ya go." [b] He lets go of her wrist, and sits back down.[/b] "I only met her once. Her names Natasha, and she said she worked for the Syndicate. I met her in Neo-Centra."
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	"Thank you"
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	"Yeah, no problem. Got a vendetta against them?"
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	"Yes is do"
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	"Who'd they kill?"
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	"Everyone I ever cared about"
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	[b] He nods.[/b] "I know the feeling."
 
										 
					 
		    