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	"shit, how?"
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	"Seeing it in his dreams, couldn't handle it"
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	"Shit dog"
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	"Yeah"
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	"Well, I'd hate to ask this, though any way you could possibly give me any pointers on how to do some shit you do, like shooting or something?"
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	"You can't shoot?"
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	"I can shoot, I just ain't too good. I'm more the 'stay back and plan' type, or the guy giving moral support"
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	"Aha...I'm more of a spray and pray type"
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	"Ah. I usually just fire in bursts and hope hit my target"
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	"This babe has infinite ammo, so I never let lose of the trigger"
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	"Damn, you're lucky. I'm stuck with this basic 1911" [b]he says, pulling a black 1911 semi with a wood grip from under his pillow [/b]
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	"You met Frost?"
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	"Not yet, no, why?"
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	"He has a minigun with infinite ammo"
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	"Jesus, sounds fun and terrifying at the same time"
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	".50 too, thing shreds"
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	"Well shit, I ain't getting in any arguments with him anytime soon" [b]he jokingly yet truthfully says [/b]
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	"He's a great guy, innocent and awkward"
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	"Same as me, I guess. I'll be sure to talk to him if I see him"
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	"You'll know it's him when he has a minigun as an arm"
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	"As an arm? Where the hell are people getting this tech?"
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	"Aliens after existence ended, it's quite weird"
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	"Damn"
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	"Yep"
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	"So let me get this straight, it was aliens?" [b]he asked, mocking that one meme[/b]
 
										 
					 
		    