Re: How Did You Feel When You Learned The Truth?
George: (shouts) C'mon boys! Bring it down!
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George: (shouts) C'mon boys! Bring it down!
(one of the Vertos maning the rocket launcher turns and gives George a thumbs up)
(shouts something to the other one in Kilish)
(the Vertos begins to load a rather large, strange looking missle into the rocket launcher)
George: (to Mico) Whata hell is that?
Mico: That...?... that there's the most ass-kicking piece of Verto portable land artillery you'll ever see. I'm surprised they've even got one.
George: Looks like we have the honor to see it in action... (laughs)
Mico: Looks like...
(the Verto that loaded the missle quickly jumps back)
(all the Vertos duck for cover)
Mico: I hope you brought some butter! 'Cause you're about the get fried!
(the missle is launched)
(the dragon explodes)
Mico: (picks up a chunk of dragon flesh) I told you!
George: (takes a butter from his pocket) (laughs)
Vertos: (laughing)
(begin to pack up equiptment)
Mico: Nice.
(throws the chunk of flesh over his shoulder)
George: (Takes a smaler chunk of flesh) Fuyi...
Mico: (says something in Kilish)
Morsus: (replies back)
George: (dry smile) (throws the flesh away)
(suddenly Mico's com comes on)
(Vertos are heard shouting and yelling)
Your... soliders... are weak...
George: What-
Mico: (shouts something back in Kilish)
Your... empty threats... do not... scare me... Verto... This planet... this galaxy... will be mine...
Morsus: (shouts something back in Kilish)
(a Heavy Verto takes out a small item)
(nods his head)
(puts the item back)
(listens carefully)
George: (listens)
(the com goes static as Verots are heard yelling)
Mico: Damnit! (looks at the Verto who pulled out the small object)
Tell me you got a trace!
Verto: Yes, sir!
George: Who was that guy?!
Mico: (holds up his hand, motioning George to be quiet)
Altor, we got 'im.
Altor: (over com) What do you mean "We got 'him"? He's here!?
George: (silent)
Mico: No.
Altor: Then where the hell is he!?