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[i]"Alright, I don't mean to be a buzzkill, though I have a ship to fly." JT crawled out of bed and dressed himself. [/i]
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"Right! Right." She replied, getting herself dressed back into her suit.
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[i]"So Shila, what're you good at?" [/i]
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She simply stares at her katana. "Stealth...swords. Those types of things."
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[i]"Alright. What're the specs on that armour?" [/i]
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"It's slim enough for me to move quickly, it has a light barrier; protects me from bullets. It's water and bullet-resisitamt. Beyond that...nothing special." She explained.
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[i]"What caliber can it take?"[/i]
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" A few rounds a .45 could take me out. That'd be ludicrous though; they'd be taken out before a shot's even fired. A good sniper could take me out with one shot... even then, he'd have to somehow know where I'm going." She'd respond.
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[i]"Sacrifice defence for speed eh?"[/i]
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"Yeah." She responds, "Speed is much more efficient than defence, my master."
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[i]"Depends on how well you apply it." [/i]
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"If you apply it right, like I have, my master, it'll be a breeze to kill enemies."
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[i]"Fair. But, what if you're up against something faster? That's when a defence is good." [/i]
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"When that happens, then you'd better be good with close-combat...like I am, my master." She had responded.
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[i]"We should practice some time."[/i]
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"Of course, my master." She had said, bowing in front of JT.
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[i]"Aight then, you take care Shila," JT said as he went to the cockpit, starting to fly the vessel. ((End))[/i]