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Originally Posted by Sherlock
"Wasn't much fun. She just stationed me at a random area. She wasn't much to talk either. She was trying to catch you, if I'm correct. Amber remembered that she didn't really care about her solders.
"I wish I had a different commander. One that cared about her army. She looked back at Beck. Amber looked at the floor, and shuffled her feet on the floor.
"Can we go to your workplace now?" Amber wanted to change the subject.
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"Sure; I'll grab my baton." Beck snapped out of being lost in thought to answer.
"We'll be down at the garage... surveying the area for threats to the revolution," he called to Tron.
"I'll teach our new recruit what she needs to know."
"Alright, but be inside before curfew," Tron growled.
"Now go... have fun, I guess."
Beck tossed his baton, then caught it.
"Alright then... I guess we're off."