Damn. The place was crawling with these guys.I kept an eye on Indy while I continued to blast away at the ninjas. Wouldn't do to shoot him.
Then, just as quickly as they attacked, it was over.I stood, panting, looking over the destruction, feeling great. Until one minor fact occurred to me. "Indy, where's your father?"
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I was going to throw one slightly used ninja into the shooting gallery in hopes you might take him out, but i'm too late.
damn. guess i'll have to figure out another way to shake him.
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Well hell, just pitch him into the next scene. I'm always happy to take care of someone for a friend.
He doesn't appreciate me.
I want him wasted.
And not just because I have a new play pretty either.
So it's okay if I torture him?
Just don't splatter any blood on my boots.
Are you insane? When have I EVER desecrated boots?
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