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				[b]You arrive at the R&D center, and 2 guards stop you from entering. [/b]
Guard 1: "hold up, this area is off limits to anyone who isn't a general or a scientist. State your business"
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	"Copy that" [b]she lights up a cigarette [/b]
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	"Excellent" [b]He says, and we fly for NYC [/b]
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	[b]she waits silently[/b]
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	[b]They arrive hours later, and land on a roof, foxtrot team going north, he heading south[/b]
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	[b]she brands down to the streets[/b]
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