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[Color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Operation Humanity Base
[Color=tan][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Mike [@Milkman]
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Sean strode through the corridors of one of Operation Humanity's sub-levels where the interrogation booths were.  He dressed casually, with just a plain black t-shirt, olive cargo pants, and his usual pair of black combat boots. In his hands, he carefully held a box that was unusually flat. The contents of the box had taken about an hour to acquire, but it was prepared to near perfection. 

Sean entered the booth without looking at Mike who had been seated and cuffed as he usually was. He set the box down on the table and slid it towards Mike. Sean's piercing eyes finally met the detainee's just before he opened up the box revealing its contents

[Color=tan]"Not out of New York, but it's better than the baby food they feed you, right? Oh and I figured you'd prefer meat lovers. By the way, my name is Sean and I will be your interrogator today."[/color] Sean spoke casually as he sat across the table from Mike. Whether he indulged in the meal or not, Sean would question him. He didn't consider himself an interrogator, but he would try to get answers. 

[Color=tan]"Why are you really here? You came all the way down here to hide or something? Here… next door to Trotter of all people. And don't get me wrong, you did a pretty good job of blending in for a good year or so, but then we get a real solid tip that not just a member of the Cooper Pack is in town, but it's the son of their leader. Then to top it all off, your file says you surrendered immediately and have been cooperative during your month-long detainment. So, why did you position yourself to get captured?"[/color] Sean asked as he reached for a slice to eat while he listened to Mik's answer.