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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] Hangar -> Robotics Lab
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	With a few keystrokes on his phone, the message was sent, and Oliver took a break for a moment. They were on the clock now, and it felt weird for a moment. They had all decided to fight for him, to go up to the moon, put their lives on the line, just to give him a fighting chance at survival. That was something powerful, and it meant something to him. He wouldn't forget this if he lived, not ever, resolving to make it up to all of them however he could. Nodding over at Bonnie he said, "[color=7d16c7]Let's go then, not a second to spare and all.[/color]" Starting over to the lab, he gave a goodbye smile at Tempest before saying, "[color=7d16c7]If you don't have anything better to do, I'd love to um... have you around.[/color]" He said awkwardly, before tacking on, "[color=7d16c7]I mean, I'm sure you'd be able to help program the LMD and uh... stuff.[/color]"

	Hurrying off, he felt his face go red, what the hell was that about? It was a stupid selfish thought, he didn't even really know how he felt about Tempest for god's sake. For all he knew, he could be dead in a few hours, and he just said something like that to somebody who'd have to survive the aftermath of his death, should it happen. He felt gross and bad now, on top of the endless amount of stress, fear, anger, and thesaurus worth of negative emotions he was going through. Stepping into the lab, a part of him didn't want Tempest to follow, but another still badly did. He was a mess, and had to get things in order before the conflict commenced. Looking at Sparky, he started to take off the protective suit, so they'd be able to get a DNA sample off of him.