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needsmoredakka ([info]needsmoredakka) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-04-18 20:59:00

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No news is being good news and this news is being bad news
Red was, in general, a very happy sentient. He had a job he enjoyed, he got to shoot people with very large guns. Min-Dee in R&D gave him tummy rubs and experimental weapons that were probably illegal in some sectors of the universe. He had good friends, he liked a good drink, and a good fight. He got all of those.

Which made it more curious as to why he was in one of the Station's bars, trying very hard to get very drunk, as very quickly as he could.

It probably had something to do with the datapad on the table, full of mail from home.


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