[Torn sounds about out of breath, the gravel in his voice thicker than usual.]
The monsters are keepin'--keepin' off the upper decks.
If you need help gettin' somewhere safe--
[A burst of static as he fires a pistol. A few feet away, the target lets out a gruesome scream.]
--tell me. I'll get t'ya soon enough.
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If yer a fighter, get t'deck 7. We
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Torn, we be needin' to regroup. Runnin' 'round on owah on just gonna be gettin' us killed.
[Now that he had satisfied his battle lust he was thinking much clearer.]
We need to organize everyone dat be willin' to fight and push dese t'ings back. Need some people to help dose stuck in da lowah decks and da injuhed too.
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Gimme a sec--I'll add to the transmission.
Deck--Deck seven's still clear last I checked. Meet there?
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[Jak sounds out of breath.]
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[A few deep breaths cuz he's winded too, oh Mar.]
Y'...y'havin' fun?
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It's more fun than I've seen in months.
[He grins and adds teasingly over the sound of screams and gunfire.]
You sound out of shape. Sure you don't wanna sit this one out?
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And I ain't outta shape.
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You proved yourself a good leader before, I'll hear you out.
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[The hell does he have for a weapon?]
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[Two more fall with the accompanying sound of the rotating blade ravaging flesh.]
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