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𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 - 𝚘𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚍, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑-𝚘-𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘'𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍.

[color=0054a6]"𝚈𝚞𝚑-𝚑𝚞𝚑?[/color]" 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢-𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚢'𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗-𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚐-𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛.

𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎-𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝙾𝙽𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝙲𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝-𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 (𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖) 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 (𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛) 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚄𝚁𝙵 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚐.

𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 (𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎) 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚊𝚞𝚕. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 (𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠). 𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗.

[color=92278f]"𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚂𝚘 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙼𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎."[/color]

𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚅𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜? 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚁𝚘𝚢'𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍.



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Maybe she forgot that the two were just walking pieces of paper compared to the Spartans, The Elites - oh and the fucking hunter. Elna wasn't even mad, maybe she coulden't see the bigger picture. She wanted to let her jaw relax so she could just mouth breath like her mother made her to be but the helmet strap was on too tight so her jaw didn't depart an inch. Maybe she should of called the Mammoth over earlier, or called them back before they passed that halfway part. Not the first time she had been charged either, but she was no psych-o-whatever she coulden't judge the weird chemicals in the Spartans head or her thought process. She could feel the proverbial waist noose tying around the two's waists, like kids wearing bracelets on a science school trip so they didn't get kidnapped.

"Yuh-huh?" Elna licked out between her jaw in response to the angry-Spartan mommy's rant. She'd play by Spartan-Alpha Morg-something's rules for now to avoid the headaches that would follow, it's not like they wanted to cause trouble it was just there's solace in flying into battle in a Mammoth rather than being scooped into a jar after being melted by a Forerunner laser.

Roy was a different case, mentally seething at the reprimand from the Spartan though it was hidden behind his awesome-sauce ONI helmet. She treated them like they were just marines, well - they use to be marines but they became smart spooks instead. It wasn't their fault that they ran, maybe the pilots shouldn't of crashed into a swarm. Roy was mission-critical, he was definitely smarter than any of the split jaws or conceited, Covenant-sympathizing Spartans. The Office has interests to maintain, if that means surviving a fatal encounter (for him) he'd do it again in an instant, they'd probably feel meager or remorseful when they had to call (or order) him to disseminate some intelligence gathered, or interrogate some URF plug.

However, due to the nature of the gross amount of covenant sympathy displayed (something apparently Elna doesn't notice) Roy would have to use some tact, charm, and perhaps a bit of gaul. Any imbalance of the three in his statement could result in the split jaws eviscerating them, or Morgensten freaking the fuck out (in whatever manifestation that maybe, he didn't want to know). Neither was desirable, he prepped his speech to appease Morgenstern.

"Spartan Morgenstern, it's evidently regrettable that we had to withdraw from the battle it was only done so tactically to acquire the Mammoth who at the time had no idea were still alive. So I made the call to head to go grab it, it's unfortunate we were too far out to turn back at the time but I'll stick with the call to move at the time. My intent wasn't to make us casualties right off the crash, however we'll continue to work closely with you during the mission you need not worry about our drive."

Roy wondered, would a spartan laser just fucking melt Vael or would he just explode into little Sanghelli pieces? Elna lazily blinked at Roy's desperate shilling or justification for it all, too bad it didn't matter in the end.

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