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Posted by Lenna on Jun 13, 2023 8:47:58 GMT -6
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May 8, 2024 19:24:41 GMT -6
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Coffee, it was. She would have to find the time. And figure out a summary. Perhaps, his thoughts about her were flawed, based on his idea of another person from this side of the universe. Someone with enemies and past. Her past was on the other side… mostly. But—
Thoughts for another day.
Sam did not seem to like her miniskirt comment, which was surprising. Started talking of tactical suits and cold weather gear and practicality. Perhaps, he was too old. The young Sam would have loved the comment.
Lenna nodded. A wardrobe, then. Not one uniform.
”Tactical gear, and armor. Smart enough. No mini skirts. No cape.”
He said some more, and she nodded.
”Hope. I get it. Well. I will talk to you later. We seem to be finished here. Thanks, Sam,” Lenna said.
She turned and left the danger room.
Ooc end
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