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1/5/2016 8:54:57 PM
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"No one gets a mission. WE get sent out when shit just the fan."
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Ah. Who is "we"?
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"Who do you think? Fireteam November!"
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[b]He chuckles slightly[/b] No, I meant who will [i]I[/i] be working with? Surely it's not just all out war?
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"Well that depends. What are you? Pilot, scout?
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Medic. One might call me an [i]angel with a shotgun[/i]. Ha. Haha. Sorry, I have a tendency to make bad puns.
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"So do I, and your a medic? Well then, you'll be working with whoever they put you with, so you can heal them."
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Edited by Forum Therapist: 1/5/2016 9:11:42 PMAwesome. Alright, well, any way to find out? Is it by lodging, name, orrr...?
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"Nope. Or not that I know of."
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Alright. Ah, well. Not like I would know anybody anyway. So, I believe we were doing something. Ah, yes. FOOD.
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"Yep." He says, and they step in. It seems more like a bar then a mess hall.
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My kind of place. Where's the line start?
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"You sit down and order."
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Ooo. Fancy. [b]He looks around and starts walking towards an open table[/b]
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[b]Jakob follows, and when they sit, a waiter approaches. Jakob orders a burger and some rum[/b]
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[b]Nobody orders Alfredo and whiskey[/b]
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[b][i]The food is brought, and Jakob starts eating.[/i][/b]
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[b]Nobody picks up his fork and takes a bite, savoring it[/b] Didn't think I'd live long enough to taste something this good.
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"None of us do. I just enjoy the ride while it's still going."
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Good motto. So how long you been here?
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"Long enough to be promoted twice."
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Oooo. You're all fancy like [b]He takes a long drink of the whiskey[/b]
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"Nope. I'm just a guy with a greyhound who loves to shoot stuff."
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Fair enough. Anyway I could get myself a pal like that?
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"Probably not. He's been with me for a while."
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Ah, well. A boy can dream. Though I think that this is a dream. Now, about that story. [b]He downs the rest of his glass, and sits back with his hands on his stomach.[/b]
