Eyes and Ears

[The Operative]

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Smirking at Nick, the Operative took both his helmet and slowly put it on again. "Right, were done here." he said, and his head was covered by the helmet, although the mouth piece wasn't hiding his mouth yet. "Have fun opening the door," he added, as that would be a bit more difficult without energy. Turning his head at Elena again, she would see him smiling softly at her. "If I was a charming woman like you, I'd try to stay planet-side. Maybe not Manhattan, but with the money you earned so far, you'd have enough for a nice living on Curacao or Baden-Baden. The latter would be the better choice, given the current situation with Gallia in the Independent Worlds. Think about it." As long as you're not involved with the current fuc.kery of galactic politics and the nomadic chaos, he thought. Standing up slowly, with the PDA in his hand and the little bag with the electronics in his other hand, he made a move to the bed in the other room to take the things out of the bag. After all, it was all their stuff.

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