07-18-2018, 05:32 PM
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*retro to injuries*
It was beneficial for him to come to things like this. It allowed him to know what everyone's personalities were and make a plan to go from there. Washington knew that he needed these animals, even if they didn't like him he honestly didn't really care all that much. He could care less who knew little to nothing about him as he wanted to keep it that way. The Freelancer knew that getting involved would gain him a better reputation that he could use to his advantage if he really wanted to. Hence why the smilodon had made his way over, but made it apparent that he wasn't going to touch any of the food that was there. He blinked his gaze as he looked at Marg and Church, still keeping a steady distance away from the rest of those that were bound to gather. He looked at the list of questions that all fo them were given, and picked out specific ones that wouldn't give him away all that much. Washington craned his neck slightly to the side until he heard a pop before speaking. "My name is Agent Washington, and I only go by such. Favorite food would probably be steak. Favorite season would be winter. I'm more of a night person. The sound I hate the most is obnoxious chatting." Simple. That's the way he liked to keep it and he did the minimum amount of questions that didn't leave all to be considered in regard to who he was. Some of the questions he could have answered truthfully, but he didn't want them to get the wrong idea. Shooting someone was certainly difficult to do, but it wasn't difficult for him anymore. "speech"
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