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艦內閒談 · hub map table conversation steelhead a

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
What a sorry-looking lot. Not a proper soldier among them.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
I hear that Knight Commander Dragor's making a real mess of the heretics.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
One of them Ogryns keeps looking at me funny.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
What do you reckon to the Warband's pilot?

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
Maybe. But I hear they get things done.

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
Proper officer, him, standing his turn on the front lines.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
Not like us, you mean?

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
That's different. We're not officers. We go where we're told.

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Commissar Dukane
Commissar Dukane:
If you prefer to be assigned latrine duty, keep talking.

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
Yeah? Best not stare back. Not if you like your arms and legs.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
You're not wrong. Nasty brutes, I hear.

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
Keep your voice down, will you?

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
She's good, so I'm told ... just don't play whist with her. Not for stakes.

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Guardsman Gullern Pragg:
Hah! Isn't a drop jockey born that can outplay me.

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Guardsman Ol Harket:
Your funeral, brother.