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	Some of the crimson color in Malice's face drained, as she saw the large fleet appear. "...Well....." She says, choking on her attempts at speaking. "....You can leave....and I'd suggest it before you wake up the dark lord..." She says, rather scared. Whatever kept her grounded there would let the sergeant leave now.

	"Ahh. Well, what's your favorite flavor? I'll make sure to have some prepared in case you need to put me in my place again, and come over." Shepard says, grinning, before taking a large gulp of his drink. Soon, some of the clones began to fight, but in a oddly well mannered, civil way...as if part of some sorta tradition. Shepard even joins in on this, body slamming, and throwing his fellows about.