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[i]"Oh... Right. Uhh. Well, in that case if you catch me around, feel free to ask for a drink. I'll buy."[/i] [b]Damien chuckled slightly, his helmet lights stuttering as his chest rippled with the movements. The nano fibers and gel padding made for excellent second skin combat ware, giving him complete movement...[/b] [i]"Well, I'll leave you to it. Good luck with alone time."[/i] [b]With a mock salute, and slight stretch, Damien sat back down, eventually just tipping over to resume staring at the sky... Cause... He could.[/b]
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[i]Wolfe proceeded to head off on his own, going off on his own accord.[/i]