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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] Interrogation Room A1
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	Oliver blinked as Celestine started to speak, before screaming internally. Taking action impulsively was a mistake, but at least something he understood, he did it back on the moon after all. But impulsively infodumping [i]everything about their team's mission [b]to the cop that was interrogating them [u]while they were still handcuffed[/u][/b][/i] bordered on the criminally insane. His eye twitched, and he tried vainly to keep something that vaguely resembled a poker face, but it was about everything he had to not scream his head off at Celestine in front of everybody.

	Before she had the chance to handover their personnel files to Agent Woo, Oliver nodded along with Bonnie, "[color=7d16c7]That should be what shows up, yeah[/color]." Oli agreed, hoping desperately that the flow of time between the two universes was the same, and it hadn't been [i]years[/i] since the two of them showed up. He balked a bit at Niah's suggestion, before making a sound that vaguely resembled that of a dying animal, "[color=7d16c7]I'd um, rather you not go in that direction for me... It seems like this world's me is [i]a lot[/i] more, um... fun.[/color]" He said, "[color=7d16c7]Look, I've spent most of the last year hoping desperately not to go to prison, and I'd rather that, if I am, it's for something I actually do.[/color]" Oliver said, clearly worried at the prospect of them googling him.