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[color=gold]Location:[/color] 
"Uncle Mack's" Industrial Scrapyard
Property of Maxwell Metals Incorporated
A subsidiary of the Aqua Vitae Corporation
100 km south of Geom Haebyon
150 km northwest of Fort Tie
[color=gold]Date/Time:[/color]
26 March, 3030
[color=gold]Interactions:[/color] 
Reya [@Pilatus], Ziska [@Abstract Proxy], the Misfits, and The Green Knights
[color=gold]Gear:[/color]
His clothing: Boots, long-sleeved shirt, pants, gloves, holstered [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/985402701812744232/986113421101641799/unknown.png]handgun[/url] with 20 rounds[hr]

Steam spilled out of the [i]Phoenix Hawk[/i], as what came out was the same man as always. A cool and calm Tarak, leaving his machine with the same deftness he's been known for. Once Tarak left his mech steam seemed to almost follow him like fire as he began to strip from his multi-layered clothing. Having that same uneasy feeling that he has always had, an uneasiness as if something was crawling within his skin. He left once more to find somewhere to perform his after-battle ritual.

After Tarak had relieved himself of the constant itching feeling he was subjected to any time he used his rig, he heard the Colonel call for a debriefing. Seeing everyone gather in one place again, took a slight weight off of Tarak's shoulder, especially when he was able to see Reya seemed to have made it from her own mission. Tarak used the precious moments before the debriefing to begin to sneak his way over to be next to Reya. Giving her a small smile before the Colonel began speaking.

Bad, grim, and ugly news was all that was given, with more significant weapons hiding, ramping arms race, and dubious allies at best. Yet, consolations were given, and they had done good. All missions were a success, most of their people came back, and they have more information than they did before. With a single piece being one of great importance for some, [color=gold]"Damn, Wrath is alive?"[/color] It was the only thing that could leave his mouth as he thought it was such a strange thing to think of. She survived what seemed to be an ambush turned execution, a true miracle appeared to have occurred.

Tarak nodded his head in disbelief as he then took the moment to look towards Reya, trying to catch her reaction to the situation. Tarak nodded once more as he put his hand on her shoulder and began to rub it, showing he was there for her. Knowing this had to be a pretty emotional thing, he knew they were somewhat close, with Reya being with Lena's little sister all the time.