"Well... I accidentally dropped my crate of beer while I was on my way to this place, so you might find it"
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	"Well, I've got something to do now." He says laughing. "Care to assist me?"
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	"Sure, why not?" [b]He gets up and grabs his weapons[/b] "The name's Dread, you?"
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	"Jakob, Codename Greyhound. You?"
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	"Dread"
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	"Ah. Well, I say we follow the smoke trail."
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	"Yep" [b]He starts following the trail with his dual Desert Eagles out[/b]
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	"I see they let you keep your weapons? You are NF right?"
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	"NF?"
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	"Sorry, FN. Fireteam November."
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	"In that case, no, I'm not with the FN"
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	"Oh. Huh. Well, they could use someone like you."
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	" Thanks, where do I apply? "
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	"Ph. Hell if I know. They're coming to pick us up from the CRAP after tonight, you can sign up then."
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	"The CRAP?"
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	"Combat Readiness Assessment Program."
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	[b]He nods[/b]
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	[b][i]They continue searching, weapons at the ready[/i][/b]
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	[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]fogured you'd narrate it but OK[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]Sorry, I just ran out of ideas[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]its ok man[/spoiler]
 
										 
					 
		    