I'm sorry ma'am, it got a hold of my sidearm somehow, and the way it's waving the blade around almost makes me think it'd be safer to just let it have the damn thing.
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It was close enough that she could see a dent where the recruit's shot had ricocheted off the hermit crab's scavenged helmet.
<i>"Where did you even find that?"</i>
Every attempt to grab at her stolen pesh-kabz was countered by surprisingly deft slashes and rapid retreats that had already led her over a dune and away from her squad.
<i>"It's like some sort of... turbo crustacean!"</i> She cried in frustration.
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