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[h2][color=00BFFF]Tara Sunwar[/color][/h2]
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	Tara looked to him and chuckled. [color=00aeef][b]"Ah, right. Daesh make you run, huh?"[/b][/color] She chuckled, sitting down next to him and resting up against the wall. Once he said that she should go celebrate with the others, she shook her head. [b][color=00aeef]"Nah, we do that many times."[/color][/b] She said with a soft smile, looking to him briefly before looking back. Seeing him at that awkward angle, she looked up to him. [b][color=00aeef]"Stay still, like stone. You hurt yourself. I take bullet out."[/color][/b] Tara said simply, taking the tweezers from him and examining the wound. [b][color=00aeef]"Daesh bullets hurt like bitch, huh?"[/color][/b] She joked before gently grasping onto the shard, her steady weapon hand taking it out, sliding it out gently and slowly before throwing it out onto the ground. She looked for any more shards, finding another, taking that one out, and throwing it. [b][color=00aeef]"There, all gone."[/color][/b] She said with a soft smile. [b][color=00aeef]"Now will you get drink?"[/color][/b] She chuckled.

	After that, she sighed. [color=00aeef][b]"I... I have question."[/b][/color] She said. [b][color=00aeef]"What... what is it like... in America? I never got... uh... opportunity to learn. I learn some English in Iraqi School, but that different."[/color][/b] She explained. [b][color=00aeef]"Language, not culture."[/color][/b]