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Hayden Gaines and Soren Truelson
FEDRA Civilian, FEDRA Officer | 24, 35 | Current location ;; Seattle Quarantine Zone
It was good that his injury was not so bad. If it were bad, they would have to figure out how to finish all of what they wanted to do and get back without further harm. It would be difficult, but he was sure they could pull it off. He followed to the bedroom and grabbed the second suitcase. “Can do.” He started with the pictures first and then moved around the apartment to grab anything he thought looked well loved, in current use, or something that would be important. He repacked a couple of times to fit more things in as he could. He stole a couple of clothes here and there to pad the pictures and trinkets. “Alright, this is looking pretty good. You see anything else we might need?”
This military thing was already becoming frustrating. Hayden was not the biggest fan of militaries before everything happened, and now that it was everywhere, he was not sure how much he was still a fan. “I’m sure it will be fine. They can’t expect us not to do anything. Surely.” But he didn’t know. No one knew how this was working. It was still too new. If he did not have this cute little baby attached to him, he might have gone down those stairs and started asking questions. What were they going to do to him? Punish him? What could they possibly do to him to make this worse?
FEDRA Civilian, FEDRA Officer | 24, 35 | Current location ;; Seattle Quarantine Zone
It was good that his injury was not so bad. If it were bad, they would have to figure out how to finish all of what they wanted to do and get back without further harm. It would be difficult, but he was sure they could pull it off. He followed to the bedroom and grabbed the second suitcase. “Can do.” He started with the pictures first and then moved around the apartment to grab anything he thought looked well loved, in current use, or something that would be important. He repacked a couple of times to fit more things in as he could. He stole a couple of clothes here and there to pad the pictures and trinkets. “Alright, this is looking pretty good. You see anything else we might need?”
This military thing was already becoming frustrating. Hayden was not the biggest fan of militaries before everything happened, and now that it was everywhere, he was not sure how much he was still a fan. “I’m sure it will be fine. They can’t expect us not to do anything. Surely.” But he didn’t know. No one knew how this was working. It was still too new. If he did not have this cute little baby attached to him, he might have gone down those stairs and started asking questions. What were they going to do to him? Punish him? What could they possibly do to him to make this worse?