Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-3990150-20140914193801/@comment-7637833-20140920212447

"...damn," the frightened soldier said, dropping his gun when the hybrid fell down. That was close...

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"Damn hybrid..." Ripperton snarled as he watched Metal get shoved into a dank and dirty room, before the door leading into it was closed. There was a peephole inside so they could check on each other.

"Sir, Raiden wishes to talk to you," came a nervous-looking private, different from the other one.

"Give me that!" Ripperton growled as he snatched the communicator from the grunt, and turned it on. "What do you want?" he said in a grumpy manner.