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[h1][color=09849f]Kwassi Asokho[/color][/h1]
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[color=09849f]Location:[/color] Outside Med-Bay
[color=09849f]Skills: Photographic Memory : 16, [/color] 
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Kwassi fought every instinct that was telling him to roll his eyes at The President. Of course he was being more polite, not only were they on a mission, but most importantly they were before the Vice President, with the current President, in the Oval Office surrounded by his men. Why would he try and pick a fight when the odds were so sorely against him? [Color=09849f]"Glad to hear we can see eye to eye on this situation"[/color] The idea was simple but effective. Get Goose and have him eat the bodies. After all, the cat was a walking disposal. 

He went to watch as Oli tried to use his powers to gather Goose, but seemingly didn't move. Only to have Bonnie call him out on the pulled muscle, causing Kwassi to have to hide his small chuckle and swallow down a laugh. [Color=09849f]"It's alright Oli, performance issues can happen to anyone, but don't forget that even with superspeed you should probably stretch a little before attempting a run."[/color] His tone was clearly in jest, trying to lighten the mood a little bit.