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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/17/2017 7:46:03 PM
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[i]JT was never one to keep a fight going longer than usual. He holstered his gun and approached one of the Stormtroopers; His new goal was to terrorize hem, making the, run in pure fear of his capabilities.
JT approached one of the Stormtroopers who wasn't focusing on him, grabbing it by the shoulder. As it turned around, he felt the cold and dead grip of The Marshal's skeletal prosthetic curling around his throat, restricting any form of air. His other hand took off the helmet, and JT opened his mouth. The last thing the trooper ever saw was a barrel protruding from the Frontiersman's mouth, before JT's Dragons Breath augmentation melted away whatever face was once under hat white armour, scorching the bone and leaving it charred and full of a goopy substance that once was brain. [/i]
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"I don't think so...not unless you have a giant laser or could somehow blow it on the inside out." She told JT.
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[i]"I have a nuke launcher. Does that work?" [/i]
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"I don't know; no one's tried to fire a Cain straight toward the engines of a really big ship as advanced as that." Liara had said to JT, smiling and chuckling at the thought.
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[i]"Well it looks like I'm about to set a galactic record." [/i]
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"Most likely. Or you'll blow yourself up. Whichever way." She says, bursting out laughing afterwards.
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"You don't make that mistake three times," JT jokingly replied as he grabbed the launcher, putting it gently on the bed of his quarters before he quickly returned to the screen.
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“Hm...nonetheless, I want to know what you plan to do after you destroy their engines? There’s some valuable tech that could be of use in there.” She had told JT, grabbing a datapad from what seemed to be like a desk.
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[i]"My... Plan? -blam!- I hadn't thought that far, I thought I was gonna just jump off the side of the ship and land in my own one like I did... Twenty? Years ago? -blam!- it I don't know when I did it last. Need me to get anything first?" [/i]
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“That’s based on you. As for supplies, I’ve had some of my mercenaries pile extra ammo for your revolvers, extra rounds and shuriken for Shila, and extra thermal rounds and drag grenades should you need them.” She tells JT.
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[i]"Thank ya kindly Liara, ain't nothing going to stop us with that kinda stuff." [/i]
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“Agreed. If you need anything, I’ll be here, JT. Liara out.” The asari responded, fizzing our as a small jolt rocked the ship.
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[i]"OH -blam!- ME WHAT WAS THAT?" JT shouted, falling to the floor,chick in and of itself caused more things to fall. You know, due to a several hundred pound man falling next to it. He picked them up and started hastily putting this back in place, before he grabbed the launcher and E-11, turning towards Shila. [/i]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/26/2017 5:19:19 PM“Sorry, Master; they were just fixing the ship. Had to mess with the comms and engines; make sure everything was all good to go!” She yelled from the cockpit.
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[i]"Aight, everyone else onboard alright?" [/i]
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"For the most part..." she says. "We'll be taking off in a few; just need to check and see if the weapons are all secured; wouldn't want our firepower to fail us when we take down that...thing." A masculine voice had said from outside the ship.
