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They keep talking for a bit, and then he leaves, smiling. "So... that went well."
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"It looks like it did!" She says with a grin. "I'm happy for you honey!"
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"Thanks. Let's go home, sweetheart."
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She nods, and begins to walk with Aaron and Kaebius.
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They return home the same way they came. "I invited her over to dinner later so we could catch up, is that alright with you?"
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"That's fine honey." She says with a smile.
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"Perfect. You really are the best, you know?" He smiles.
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"I know." She giggles.
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He puts his arm around her, smiling. After following the way back, they arrive back home. Everything was already unpacked. Furniture, decorations, electronics, everything.
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"Aw the house looks great!" She explains.
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[spoiler]wat[/spoiler] "They work faster than I remembered..."
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[spoiler]Cause they put everything up, she's saying she likes how the house looks[/spoiler] "Whoever 'they' are, they certainly are fast."
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"It's the civil corps. It's the most advanced civilian infrastructure division in the entire universe, I can tell you that much."
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"Apparently so..." She says. "So when will she be coming over?"
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"Probably soon. We have a few hours to ourselves..."
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"Yeah... I guess.."
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[spoiler]let's go with the Ryker thing[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Just here?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]yeah sure[/spoiler]
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Meanwhile Ryker was far off on Alexia's ship, sitting in the mess hall, thinking. "Well... I need to apologize for being crazy..." He sighs, standing.
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Alexia was in her office, overseeing the latest transfer to the UBCS troops. A number of military engineers had been discredited, wrongfully accused or brought to shame by their nations. Regardless of species, sex or religion, all Alexia was scaling was skill. Qualifications. Whether they would make the cut or not. A lot of them were from human colonies, so aliens were very rare. But most of them were humanoid, so they could still use the same equipment. With this much personnel, they would need new facilities... she was unsure of the direction the Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service should take. It was already a full-fledged Anti-Terrorist unit, much like the GIGN, GSG9 or Spetsnaz of old, but it was gaining a lot of importance. Their one and only company, dubbed Tyrant company (after their most successful bio-weapon) started off with only one hundred and fifty men. Now, their numbers were well in the three to four hundreds. She was buying more and more materiel and equipment, their weaponry labs even beginning to work on their own models of vehicles, including the V-120 Valkyrie or the EC 660. She didn't want it to become a full-fledged army, even if it already almost was. Nevertheless, the Umbrella Security Service, on the other hand, was following the direction she wanted it to. With a small number of extreme elite operatives, it was the best it ever was. Her newest recruit, Deimos, had shown pleasing promise.
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Ryker walks up to her office door. He breathes in, then k knocks.
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"Come in!"
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He opens the door, stepping in. "Uh... Hey... Honey."
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"Oh! Hey dad. What's up?"
