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[h1][color=09849f]Kwassi Asokho[/color][/h1]
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[color=09849f]Location:[/color] Quinjet > Agent 13s apartment.
[color=09849f]Skills:[/color]
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Kwassi had nodded along as Agent Reed gave out some information on why the others had left the mission. It appeared they were searching for a lost Agent who had been replaced by some alien species for an unknown period of time. It made sense, sure, but it could also be an extremely convenient excuse to step away. He sat there looking ahead, feeling the eyes of Flynn burrowing into his sides. He didnt have to turn and see him to know that the man was glaring daggers at him, almost as if he were wishing he had heat vision. But Kwassi paid him no mind, instead he focused on what it was that his Mission Leader was saying and listening to their work orders. [Color=09849f]"Seems simple enough. I'm sure we'll be in and out in no time then."[/color] He kept a straight face, only ever leaving it to offer a friendly smile when anyone met his gaze. 

Once they landed and were making their way down he decided to speak up. [Color=09849f]"I wanted to say I'm sorry. I know it isn't my fault but I cannot imagine how it must feel to lose one of your own. Whats more I cannot imagine how horrifying that Terrigan gas was. Being that I am human I wasn't impacted at all, but I'd seen people on the streets who were and...i felt helpless to save them."[/color] Kwassi pulled out a few of his darts, sliding each of them into his ICER before putting it back on his holster. It never paid to be too careful and if he was being honest, there was more he would rather do. But he was new here and figured he would follow along his senior officers until he didn't.