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((i gave you my reason why good ***** god

(wait.... big brain idea! hahah i don't need you anymore lololololololollolloll)

((ok?

(Woah woah buddy, no swearing on the christian bar forum lmao!)

((...

she simply uses her onboard surveillance equipment to monitor olivia as she sat in her frigate bay inspecting the frigates she carried

Zoi blobs over to Oliva and watches her.

except zoi is kicked out of infinity and in the bar

Zoi frowns. "Why are people mean? what did i do?"

(shade, now ur just being a jerk.)

he sat outside strumming a guitar

and she kept working on her frigates

Zoi calls out for Oliva.

he began singing

Medo is currently typing on a small tablet, stuff for her bosses and such, nothing much just general descriptions of people, nothing really interesting is it?

Jackson: *He sat there and sighed to himself, over at the end of the bar area there was a training area were he was seen. He was practicing his CQB skills, on the bench was his Jacket, on it was a MPF symbol with the words "101st Airborne, 3rd Battalion, 73rd Light armor Brigade".

He was still strumming his guitar, singing

Zoi sits around bored.

Jackson: *Jackson grunts as he sweats some, Even though he's only a tanker he was formally special ops and still has to keep up the good look.* **"101, 102, 103."** *He kept counting the punches he threw. He was throwing weak but fast punches... Going for endurance on this training session.*