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Duff looked around, quickly spotting a small ridge that overlooked the path they were on. [color=82ca9d]"I'll be up there,"[/color] he said. "Let's give these fucks a good beatin', eh? Teach 'em t'never mess with an Aborranian." Scrambling up the small crest, he spun around, dropped to a knee, and dug a pair of stripper clips out of [i]that[/i] pocket. The one with his special ammunition. Ten rounds of Voidtipped ammunition went into the Cavalry Special's integral magazine and the bolt was slid shut. [color=82ca9d]"I've got yer cover fire from up here. Don't get yerselves killed."[/color] He was grinning. Time to dance.