[i]"Ohhh... Sounds lame."[/i]
[b]He chuckled, not able to get a solid read on her. Soldier? Hippie? Who was she and why was she out here doing drugs?[/b]
[b]Damien had to admit, the car was nice, and she was packing but the eventuality of it was simple, she was a rebel type... Lieutenant his ass.[/b]
[i]"You got a name? Something besides stoner and drugee?"[/i]
[b]He questioned, his voice full of humor, even though he was actually curious. Eventually he shoved his hands into the deep pockets of his jacket as his pupils narrowed to thin slits like a cat's. He was an oddity himself, but he wasn't stupid. Drugs weren't common, and he had seen plants on the planet he hadn't seen elsewhere. How were drugs being produced?[/b]
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