[h1][b][i][color=limegreen][center]Sami Rhodes[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=limegreen]Skills:[/color] Power Sensing, Reactive Adaptability
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Despite the tumultuous thoughts going around his head, Sami still managed to crack a smile at Niah as she waved him over. Drink in hand, Sami slumped into the seat next to her, glad to see a smile on her face. She'd gone through more shit than anyone else here, as far as he was concerned. Dead boyfriend, dead friend, and every other issue that they were all facing. [color=limegreen]"Not too bad, sweet thing."[/color] He answered, deciding that dropping the whole kill order thing in the room would be a bad move right now, and he could leave it with his team leaders when the time came. 

Still, it didn't seem like the room was carrying too many positive topics anyway, with potential HYDRA snakes still hiding in the brush. Everyone seemed to have their own theories, but he couldn't see Raynor being one. Sure, it was weird that he pretty much breathed on Theresa and suddenly they were fucking, but it seemed like an odd MO for a HYDRA. If they wanted to sleep around to get something useful, it wouldn't make sense to start off the bottom rung of Agents. Sami personally didn't have any theories himself... better to just have a healthy paranoia of most people he was working with instead, keep an eye out for suspicious behaviour. Looking back to Niah, he doubted he'd have any paranoid thoughts about her. 

[color=limegreen]"How 'bout you? You ready for the mission?"[/color]