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Satyr
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Thomas was enjoying his breakfast; eggs, toast and bacon. It wasn't the best in terms of taste and texture, but it sure as he'll wasn't the worst either. He was dressed in his undersuit and charcoal pants, the ends were tucked into his black boots. He was supposed to meet up with his squadmate and head to the command center in less than an hour. All he knew for certain was that ONI was involved. He sighed and sipped at his coffee, black and bitter.
@Iris Ackerman
@Iris Ackerman