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can you say geneva violation?"

“Geneva convention? We didn’t have to follow those for a long time.”

"Huh? What's a jenny-va?"

"A document about playing nice during wartime to put it simply"

“That nobody actually follows, honestly.”

"Exactly"

"There's some lines you don't cross. I've seen what happens when people cross those lines. During my CIA training I worked in the Middle East, helping Kurdish forces push back ISIL."

yes yes. now then. i have questions. where's hank."

"Here Miss" walks over "Is there something you require?"

"how many rooms are in this place??"

"I've been in roughly 100 or so various rooms but I know that there are many more"

"A lot of them are combat training domes or various storage rooms"

so there is conceivably a room filled entirely with rubber chickens."

he grins and nods "it's one of my favorite rooms, It is quite enjoyable to just jump into it and listen to the screaming"

"where! i have to do just that."

indeed.))

Hank points to a hallway off to his left "its this way Miss" he starts to walk in that direction "If you'll follow me"

she followed excitedly, she'd done thise once before on a small scale.

he leads her down the hallway passing dozens of doors, fancy and plain, before stopping in front of one with a rubber chicken on the door and turning to look at her "Are you ready?"

she backed up and crouch low. "ready!"