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Te'Oma walks up and stands beside Eceil and the man called Bakilas, someone he had never conversed with.
"Not quite sure why, but I'm coming with you. Near enough all of us has been attacked at some point, some of us have been lucky with our lives. It's best if we stick together in groups as large as possible."
Checking his Vibroblades were in place, he looked around and waited for Eceil to make a move. Not out of respect, just because he felt that the old man liked to feel he was in charge. It was easier on the ears to let him get along with it.
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My pokemon bring all the boys to the yard, and they're like; you wanna trade cards? Damn right, I wanna trade cards, I'll trade this but not my Charizard.
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