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Mar 2018
Breastplate-Bearer said as they were walking, I would put the Federation on my back
Drent rolled his eyes and said, Does he always have such foolhardy confidence, this hack?
Lady of the Night yelled, You two stop having a ****** contest and get over here
Dragon-Man said, This is the place we can regroup with no one to interfere.

Dragon-Man pushed his watch and the Isotrain Mechanism came into existence.
Drent screeched, I will pilot this thing because I am the best flyer before or since.
No I am the Leader so this is my Mechanism, said Dragon-Man annoyed by such insolence.
You know there is a Dual-Pilot Mode, said Message and Dragon-Man whispered Hush.
Drent taunted, Or what are you going to do, fight against someone with a lifeless touch.
Message responded, At least my touch did not lose the Mpoma Stool.
Drent jumped up and down shouting, I warned you not to say that in public and one day I will rule.
You shouldn't talk when a Headdress Prince is speaking, that calls for a duel.
Stay out of this brother, Message turned around with her finger in Drent's face.
Lady of the Night hollered, We have a Logres Market to get to so we better make haste.

Drent growled and said, My Patriot Knighthood Way has not been assigned, so I guess you guys will have to do.
Breastplate-Bearer said, Thank you for your kind intonment, we welcome the ability to fight with you.
They arrived at the Logres Market and Message whispered, We have to use stealth.
They take Premo-Cartridge Gems as their building blocks for wealth.
Lady of the Night give me your garment, I'll go in to make the barter.
Lady of the Night protested, But why can't I do it, and Message replied Because I'm smarter.
Can't argue with that logic, Dragon-Man grinned and Drent replied, Smart is not part of this whole conversation.
Breastplate-Bearer said, The IsoTrain Mechanism has a shielding mode to hide us in our location.
Okay get ready for anything, Dragon-Man called out and Message be vigilant and cautious.
Drent, prepare the Brackti for Battlefare, they are now aligned with the Federation Forces.
Message gestured and said, I will go in and if I need you I will signal by the Flaretine pen.
Drent retorted, The real question my dear sister is not if you will need us but when!
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Michael Kusi  28/M
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