[b]He slashes again for his neck, this time with the middle of the blade[/b]
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	[b]He jumps backwards and Frost slices at his sword arm[/b]
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	[b]He bats the attack on Frost away with his own sword, and slashes at 0's legs[/b]
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	[b]He fails to dodge and falls to the ground[/b]
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	[b]He goes for a stab into the side of his head[/b]
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	[b]He bolts his head backwards and Frost slices his head off from behind[/b] "Well, that was something"
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	[b]The sword dissipates into a flutter of data-looking particles, that disappears [/b] "Definitely"
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	[b]He taps the head with his boot[/b] "Interesting"
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	"What?"
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	"I just killed myself"
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	"And lived to tell the tale" [b]he says, picking up the minigun arm[/b] "a paradox, really"
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	"My brain hurts...guessing you're keeping that bloody, dripping arm?"
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	[b]He pulls off his left arm and attached the new one[/b] "That I am. I'm glad old war wounds left me with this opportunity"
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	"You probably have AIDS now considering that thing was quite bloody" [b]he says jokingly[/b]
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	"Hey man, I don't have blood in my body; I got tiny ass nanomachines to replace" [b]he says, ringing the arm out then reattaching it[/b]
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	"I want that, that's cool"
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	"Then you'll have to get literally hundreds of service medals, and become the right hand man of a galactic military's general"
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	Edited by Nox: 12/23/2015 11:52:18 PM"I became second-in-command with the SWAT, Mute being above me"
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	"Not bad"
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	"Guessing you know Mute?"
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	"Yeah, he's a good guy, saved a friends ass a while ago"
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	"He's a great soldier" [spoiler]self promotion for the win [/spoiler]
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	"Damn right he is"
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	"A friend of yours?"
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	"I guess so"
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	[b]He taps the body again[/b] "Nothing worth left, kinda sad about that"
 
										 
					 
		    