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HNNFโ€” SIMON YOU BLOODY MUPPET โ€”โ€”
(Goes to throw it out the window) (Misses the window) โ€ฆ (Grabbing John and running) (Lucky itโ€™s not near anything important-)
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Like a bloodhound on the hunt, Price thinks to himself with a chuckle. He watches the Lieutenant march away, finally lighting a cigar to ease the tension building in his chest. His shoulder aches, and he rolls it in an attempt to ease the tension coiling tighter. He'll wait.
โ€œAlways, sir. Itโ€™s my specialty.โ€ The lieutenant murmured, a finger hooking discreetly into a belt loop as he leans his face closer. โ€œWait for me, yeah..?โ€ He murmured, before withdrawing as he snags the prisoner from the sergeant and begins to walk off, the man struggling to+
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A slow yet constant flow of grey smoke cascades from his parted lips, not a cigar in sight as he drums his fingers against the open window. The last thing he wanted to do was fill the car with smog. He's grateful to clamber out of the jeep, joints aching as he stretches. ...
Simon starts to drive, ignoring the words from his teammates as he rests his head on a gloved hand and the other gripping the wheel tightly. His brows furrowed slightly, but the ride was smooth sailing as they came up on the base after a tense four hour drive. โ€œHome.โ€ The man+
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+ He curses under his breath, handing custody to Gaz as he side eyes Ghost. He pulls him by the arm gently, lowering his voice. "You get him to talk, yeah?" he gently held the side of Ghost's face, a mean look in his eye.
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