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Never refer to me again.
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Hm.
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Innocent whistling.

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Pigeons, on the other hand. . .

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Rest assured, I am not responsible for the production of kangaroos.

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smiling to herself.

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for gods sake MY SOLDIERS ARE ALL MORONS
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I’m quite peckish.

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‎ ‎ what a humiliating look your age has given you, bulletblood.

and what an /exhilarating/ death it will bring you.

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Oh‎ ?

And what's 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 I see ?
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And don’t get caught, preferably. Bad press.

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I don’t care, as long as it’s not an investor.

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Of course we will. Naturally, there wasn’t any other option.

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We’ll need to up your dosage.

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Even so, you are expected to be in pristine condition. I don’t accept minor setbacks.

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That is greatly concerning.

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Are there any other symptoms?

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A glitch? This is an issue.

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What an odd air today.

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𝙀𝙉𝘿.
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" They thought that this would end you.

I will prove them wrong. "
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a melancholy smile crossed their lips, almost in jest.

" Ah. Of course it's locked. "

as centra was lifted free of the wreckage, dust cascading from her ruined armor, the lights under her flesh pulsed once. then twice.

rubble burned behind them, carefully stepping away from the scene.
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" I will see to it. "

a faint glow bled through openings in centras skin, like a waking eye.

diagnostics scrolled across kane's eyes, reevaluating. just what was that. . . ?

— 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙲𝚃
— 𝙽𝙴𝚄𝚁𝙰𝙻 𝙼𝙰𝙿: 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙳
— 𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻
— 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙾𝙲𝙾𝙻: 𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙴𝙳
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kane knelt beside her.

brushing debris from the side of her neck, fingers steady and gentle.

a second passed. then another.

kane’s breath left them in a slow exhale.

" Every sign points to the conclusion that you're dead. But I still hold onto the shred of hope that you will survive. "
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what remained of her suit was tainted with dust - scorched and cracked. one arm was pinned at an unnatural angle. blood darkened the rubble beneath her, dry at the edges.
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