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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]
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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]

Tarak held Reya, as she leaned into him, he watched her for a bit, trying to collect something from her emotions. Yet she seemed to hold herself in a quiet calm, he could feel her lay upon him, he could feel her breath. She seemed calm, that's all Tarak knew, and that was all he could work with, even with the finding of this information, she seemed calm. Trak just held her and listened to the news, originally he was taking in the many sides of those who did and did not wish to use the nuke, and for Tarak, he didn't care.

A weapon is a weapon, if the call comes down, and it needs to be done, Tarak would fire it himself. He wasn't even sure if he would feel a thing when the cloud disappeared, it was a weapon, and a target is a target. But Tarak's thoughts were broken when he felt the hand of Reya begin to caress his head and tried to beckon him closer. Tarak obliged as he leaned close to Reya, shifting his hand that was once on her shoulder to be on her hip as he listened close.

A smile then shown on his face, he shifted and lightly gave a small kiss near her ear as he said, [color=gold]"I am too"[/color]. Once the Colonel had made his final remarks and ended the briefing, Tarak looked to Reya and said, [color=gold]"Wanna take a walk?"[/color].