Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150711194841/@comment-29458028-20150723071553

"Hey, I'm just a ... aaaa" said the pilot as he fell over and cradled his balls. It wasn't that Damien had shot it, but he had picked up a pebble and threw it at the man's crotch.

"I really don't know, I'm just a fucking mercenary! Please..."

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Fionn headed inside, sheathing his sword, instead saying "feim!"

He faded into an intangible state. At least it was safer like that.

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"Well ..." began Victoria.

"Terrorists always find a way around ... be it suicide bombing or high risk attacks. I know a few cases where even guarded events were attacked by Dawnguard wearing explosive vests. There's like plastic explosive and ceremic fragments nowadays ... metal detectors are not reliable..."

Adrian folded his arms and leaned back, saying "so, since you know that you either face disintegration or the possibility of a suicide attack ... you seem awfully fixated on disintegration, even though it's better to drag the enemy down if you are to die."