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Adrian recognized the make of the helicopter, or at least the frame looked similar to another class of helicopter he was familiar with. Turning to his employer, Adrian raises an eyebrow as he picks up his own bag off the porch. Sliding the large pack over his shoulders, Adrian asked his employer in his weak, raspy voice, [color=aba000]"Sikorsky, Black Hawk. Military only, how did you get your hands on that?"[/color]

Adrian had spent a lot of time on similar vehicles, a lot of time bonding with his squad mates. Staring at the vehicle, he noticed little differences, little things most people would miss. He missed those days, when Toaster squad was still alive. He knew that he was staring at the helicopter, but the memories that it brought were enough to temporarily pause Adrian's breath