08-06-2018, 07:30 PM
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[/td][/tr][/table]Agent Washington
former human - freelancer - manipulative
He could say that he was independent. But, he wasn't entirely so. Sure, if he was out in the middle of nowhere, he was going to be able to figure out how to survive. However, he had worked with others for a very very long time. Almost throughout his entire military career. He learned to not trust them completely though, as he knows better than to do something like that. Especially, after basically being shot in the back by the one group that he had actually trusted for a long period of time. Washington also didn't know everyone that existed in the outpost that they were currently in. He usually tried his best to at least know the names and appearances of those that he was going to end up approaching and talking to. He wasn't great when it came to being social, but he tried as long as he could get information for people. There were plenty of things that was going on inside of the outpost, but there was little he could do about half of the stuff that happened. He was able to make some progress in his gear, but that was roughly about all that he had managed to do as of late.
He did his patrols half of the time by himself and that meant he checked everything with the territory. Hearing voices though, and not being able to smell the blood that was coming from the animal, he made his way over, investigating exactly what was going on. He liked to keep track of potential threats that were around, and he made his way over. He noticed a dog that was simply just laying in the water, scratches and other wounds that were on him. Like everyone else, the Freelancer kept his distance from everyone else, looking at those that he recognized. He flicked one of his ears inside of helmet as he sat himself down. The other was obviously injured based on the blood that was going through the water. He didn't see any sign of a fight on the ground, so he wasn't sure how the other ended up becoming injured, and he also had no idea who this was, not recognizing the dog at all. The lion-sized animal didn't say anything for several seconds, having arrived after everyone stopped talking. "[b]What happened here?" The soldier questioned calmly, his attention drawn toward the cane corso.
howieHe did his patrols half of the time by himself and that meant he checked everything with the territory. Hearing voices though, and not being able to smell the blood that was coming from the animal, he made his way over, investigating exactly what was going on. He liked to keep track of potential threats that were around, and he made his way over. He noticed a dog that was simply just laying in the water, scratches and other wounds that were on him. Like everyone else, the Freelancer kept his distance from everyone else, looking at those that he recognized. He flicked one of his ears inside of helmet as he sat himself down. The other was obviously injured based on the blood that was going through the water. He didn't see any sign of a fight on the ground, so he wasn't sure how the other ended up becoming injured, and he also had no idea who this was, not recognizing the dog at all. The lion-sized animal didn't say anything for several seconds, having arrived after everyone stopped talking. "[b]What happened here?" The soldier questioned calmly, his attention drawn toward the cane corso.
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