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he neither responded or showed any sign of wanting to respond

Silver poured herself a bowl of curry to go eat in the corner

Amber who was still in her wolf pup form walked pass her with two Empanadas on her head walking back to the booth where her and her boyfriend is at

The hybrids had already returned to their cat forms and were now just sitting on the table, again, talking in hushed mews

Amber just be walk pass the table , her wolf pup urge is chasing rabbits not cats.

he just sat deathly still as he stared out a window

As Cora was busy talking to some barntendrs about the Empanadas, Joe walked over to Noble " You okay? "

the spartan remained stoic in his staring but gripped tight in his left hand were a set of dog tags the dog tags of noble team

Joe rase one of his eyebrows " Um sir? "

still no response from the armored super solider

Helga, being tired of the seriousness, proceeded to lift noble 6 above her head, quite the feat, and set him on a shelf with large stuffed animals? where did this shelf come from? who knows! to complete the set piece, she stuck a dollar store pink bow to his head. "hopefully that will improve mister grumpy pants' mood."

Joe eyes widened in shock " Jezz and I could have done that with my telepathy " The early 30s year old mayor thought to himself

the spartan however broke the shelf why well its because he was wearing solid titanium armor powered by a miniature nuclear reactor basically and he landed on his feet returning to his sheet as he pulled the bow off and slashed it in two with his fallen teammates kukari knife satisficed he returned to gazing out the window he wasn't grumpy just emotionless

She looked a noble and walked over, she sat next to him to eat her curry

he said nothing what were these people expecting out of a guy who spent his whole life taking lives?

"so you do you like space-y things, I do"
She took a bit of her curry
"I like stargazing when im not in the lab or competing in battle"

his gaze would breifly be placed on the women sitting next to him and still his tone was empty "classified"

" Else you got him to speak " Joe thought to himself as his phone rang it was just a notification " Sorry for inturputing, frist the curry is very well made and second how many people are here to be exact? "

She turned to face Joe
"thank you, but i don't really know, folks here seem to come and go"
She turned to face noble once again
"you got any hobbies?"

"classified"