❝𝓟𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝔂, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓼...𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽. 𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓘? 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼...𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻...❞

''ɴᴏ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ...ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʙɪɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋʏ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴍɪᴛ'' 🗡 ɴᴏᴛ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ 🗡 ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ 🗡 18+ {ɴᴏ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ!} 🗡 #ᴏᴄ 🗡 ɴᴏɴ-ʟᴇᴡᴅ/ʟᴇᴡᴅ 🗡 #ꜰꜰ7ʀᴘ 🗡 ꜰᴄ: ʀᴜʙʏ ʀᴏꜱᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ & ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ

"𝙀𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨, 𝘼𝙣𝙙...𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙃𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙧...𝘼𝙨 𝙎𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙄𝙀𝙍!"

"TAKE HER DOWN-"

Gunfire, screams, explosions.

"I- sorry sir, I didn't recognize you from behind."

"O-oh... So should I pass it along to belay the assault order?"

"Well, yeah... Able bodies and all. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy as an MP. I can't imagine NOT having a gun, heheh..."

Gave Reno a quick salute and a 'Yessir', before going off and returning to his post.

Jacob is tooling a new barrel for his rifle. The rifling's starting to go bad. He's also replacing his wood stock with polymer since they got a shipment of those in.

§ Hey I made this.

Is just eating a burrito. Normal shit.

"...Y'know, I can't remember if they ever actually found Sephiroth's body. I know Zack Fair killed him and burned down Nibbleheim, but did they ever found his body?"

And he has now fallen out of his chair. "WHATTHEFU-... Oh, oh HA HA guys, really fuckin' funny, bringin' up holograms to scare me." He grumbled.

Awkward silence. "...Yes? And no, Zack Fair DID die... After action report said so, he was gunned down outside of Midgar..." He is getting nervous.

Jacob has guard duty. Meaning he has to stand in one place for 8 hours doing fuck all. At least he has a little booth he can sit and clean his rifle in.

In his chair. Spinning.

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"Crypto is an unstable market. It's like stocks but even more meaningless."

"...I... Did anyone else hear that? Pretty sure I just heard a moan over comms... ...someone's gonna get fired."