| 1 |
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qst200802_msg0001 |
84 |
What the hell? They ain't nothin' but
a bunch of women and children, and
they still kicked our butts... |
| 2 |
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qst200802_msg0002 |
84 |
I'll remember you, ya stinkin' brats!
Don't think for a minute you'll get
away with this! |
| 3 |
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qst200802_msg0003 |
84 |
Yaaawn.
Talk about sour grapes... |
| 4 |
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qst200802_msg0004 |
84 |
Um, Floren. Are you sure you don't
know what those mercs wanted? |
| 5 |
|
qst200802_msg0005 |
84 |
Yes, positive.
I have no idea whatsoever. |
| 6 |
|
qst200802_msg0006 |
84 |
But Floren often receive gifts from
people, could maybe be one of those? |
| 7 |
|
qst200802_msg0007 |
84 |
Huh?
Sure, but I'd remember getting
top-secret information I think... |
| 8 |
|
qst200802_msg0008 |
84 |
Ah?! |
| 9 |
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qst200802_msg0009 |
84 |
Floren suddenly remember?! |
| 10 |
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qst200802_msg0010 |
84 |
Let me through! |
| 11 |
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qst200802_msg0011 |
84 |
...No way!
The Saffronia...! |