Re: Dsf Revan
Yeah... not the easiest job, but I'm managing.
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Maddox: I'd rather not, sir.
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Yeah... not the easiest job, but I'm managing.
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Maddox: I'd rather not, sir.
Starr, Sorry to hear about your hand but I hope it gets better soon.
that's got to be the most overused statement in the world.
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logan: divorcee?
Thanks, Jester.
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Maddox: (chuckles) First of all, I told you I only had one mate... deceased. Secondly, if you think any female human in their right mind would breed with my kind... well, sir, I've lost a lot of respect for you.
logan: marriage doesn't have to mean reproduction.
You're almost to the top Prince.
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Maddox: To my kind, it does.
gonna fly now!!
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logan: well i can't blame you; i was arguing the opposite point.
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Maddox: Anyway... moving on.
(listens)
logan: can we move along?
Maddox: Any moment now.
(a black MTV (Military Transport Vehicle) pulls up near Maddox)
(another guy pulls up on a motorcycle)
logan: finally.
Okay... typing without a right hand: not good.
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Man: (gets off the bike)
Maddox: (takes his helmet off)
Man: (whispers something to him)
Maddox: (nods)
(grabs the man's shoulder, nodding)
Man: (smiles)
(a smaller black car pulls up)
Man: (gets in)
(the car drives away)
Maddox: (looks at Logan)
Well, what are you waiting for? Let's move, sir!
you're a righty?
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logan: (gets in the MTV)
teresa: (follows)
Yeah... and of course me- being the unlucky one- would break the fingers of my right hand.
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Driver: Good evening, sir. Ma'am.
Maddox: (gets on the bike)
what happened?
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logan: i wouldn't say "good" evening...
Spare tire accident. Hang on, give me about 10-15 minutes.
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<_<
Sorry about that. Some people just don't understand when to quit shooting paintballs at someone's window. Anyway... yeah, a flat tire caused the whole thing.
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Driver: (chuckles)
Too true, sir.
Maddox: (over com to Driver)
I've got a body to pick up so just follow me.
Driver: Yes, sir.
Maddox: (drives off)
Driver: (follows)
ouch....
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logan: so what's the plan?
Driver: It's rather simple. Maddox is going to pick up a body first, some kinda vendetta thing. Then we'll move to get Vinn.