(The feed turns on to the image of Roy's feet as he sits on a rock in the desert planet. Man, look at all that sandy dust...ground stuff.)
It's hotter than I remember...though, I suppose in a way it isn't as bad as back then...(There's a long sigh from the alchemist.) Baby sandworms, huh? Exactly how am I supposed to know what one looks like?
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Give me a moment, sir. My shift is almost over.
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Does it need breathe oxygen?
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All right, I'm free. Where are you? I shouldn't be too far.
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Colonel!
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Lieutenant! You're free to fire at will. Try and slow it down.
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Sir...
[baby worm is not happy.]
Sir, watch out.
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I thought I told you to slow it down, Lieutenant.
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Indeed you did, and I told you to watch out. If it has a vulnerable spot I am missing, please inform me, I don't see any eyes.
[two more teeth go missing]
Should I kill it, sir?
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No, they apparently want them alive. Continue aiming for its mouth. It can't do too much if it has no teeth.
(And he is going to aim for the mouth as well. Talk about a burnt tongue.)
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[Seven teeth go in quick succession, but she's running out of ammunition for her rifle.]
[HEY DOES THIS FEEL A LITTLE FAMILIAR]
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(Well, that sucks...
IT'S PRACTICE FOR THE VERY NEAR FUTURE)
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