He draws himself up, putting a hand over his chest like Napoleon, obviously doing a mocking quote. "Love shall be our sword; Trust shall be our shield." He slumps and grins. "And all of that other bullshit Commander Preston pulled out of his rear. TLDR is that if you love - or hate, or have PSL for - someone, then you can turn it into a weapon."
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Date: 2009-09-09 08:27 pm (UTC)He grins. "An AWESOME weapon."