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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[color=7d16c7]Location:[/color] Animal Shelter
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color]
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	Oliver's head was [i]spinning[/i] with the possibilities about how Flerken's evolved to lay eggs, yet look so similar to cats. Oliver was not a biologist, and he had no idea about how evolution actually worked short of his high school education, never having taken any kind of post-secondary class in the topic, but he was sure they would throw darwinists for a loop. It was endlessly intriguing to think about, but the idea became real as Fluffy began laying eggs. The miracle of life lay bare before him, Oliver threw up in his mouth a little, and started to think on his feet.

	 Moving quickly, Oli said, "[color=7d16c7]I [i]should[/i] be able to run Fluffy back to the homestead, with the amount of noise ...Fluffy is making,[/color]" Oli said, realizing he didn't know what sort of pronouns to use for a Flerken, "[color=7d16c7]We should get them out of here sooner rather than later. Sound good?[/color]" Oli didn't want to take action without some kind of consensus, he'd fucked up too many times in the past for him to feel good about taking strong unilateral decisions about mission critical things in any capacity. "[color=7d16c7]I can probably get our cute new friend there and be back in a couple minutes.[/color]"


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To run Fluffy back to the Homestead if the team is alright with it.
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