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[thetankisalie]

HAH! How do you like that one!? Suck it...

...somebody!

...Ow. Ow. Ow. My head is killing me. What was I, hit by a truck? Or possibly a train? Or... some kind of train-truck, or something?

Huh... Well, this is weird. How the hell did I get here? This is all your fault... someone! Arrrgh! I don't even remember who I'm supposed to blame for this! I mean

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[semper_fi_bitch]

Simmons?

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[semper_fi_bitch]

Simmons?!

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[semper_fi_bitch]

Simmons...?

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[semper_fi_bitch]

...Simmons.

[ace_of_11s]

Hmm.

That armor looks familiar.

[thetankisalie]

Really? Would you by any chance happen to know who I am?

[ace_of_11s]

…Oh.

No, sorry, I don't. Have you talked to Dexter Grif? He was the one wearing armor like yours, I think.

I'm Kallen, by the way. Nice to meet you.

[thetankisalie]

The sergeant? Yeah, but I kind of wish I hadn't. He just lacks the presence of command I expect from an authority figure, but hey, can't be picky. Are we the only two wearing armor?

Dick... Simmons, apparently. Just call me Simmons. Nice to meet you too.