Shortly after my initiation into the Black Rebel Rifter Club, still feeling the hangover and shame of an embarrassing display at the Autocannon, I found myself burning along after Kaeda Maxwell with three bogies in pursuit. "Try and stay close, Pepper!" I gave the throttle a quick jab even though I knew I was already at max impulse, better safe than sorry with three snarling hunters in your wake.
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9.08.2011
Grabbing The Bull By The Horns
I threw open the door to the Autocannon, the stench of cheap booze and cheaper cigars instantly smacked me in the face. With a quick glance from side to side, I sized up the joint and sauntered over to the bar. Just then the scruffiest looking nerf herder I had ever seen just happened to pass out, abdicating his stool. As I slid onto the empty chair, catching the eye of the barkeep, I hollered out, "Hey Mac, I'll have a martini - painfully dry!"
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