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- Baiken smiled ever-so-slightly, the ghost of a chuckle escaping her lips. She stood and sauntered casually over to Carolina, her eye on the AI, her one good hand on the scabbard of her blade, her thumb pressed against the crossguard. "Tell me something, Church. Epsilon. Whatever you are. …Do you feel pain?" Carolina immediately drew her pistol again, but before she could even raise it beyond waist height, Baiken's blade was at her throat, pressed between two grooves of her neck weave. A tense second passed, accented by the clattering of the scabbard falling to the ground. "Or do I just need to kill your friend to snuff you out?"
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- FreestyleKneepad, Round 0
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