<font color=iceblue> His brow raised a little as the ball came close to him and hit the laptop, laughing at Skeeters loud 'hey!' of indignation. His smirked crossed his face as he shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, there's no law against looking man and damn, that's hard not to look at." He shrugged his shoulders, pursing his lips lightly before he looked back down at the computer, a few more keystrokes had them set up to communicate with anyone they needed to at headquarters. Remy's name was blinking, signalling he too was connected to the system at that moment. Glancing at the clock, her frowned, figuring out the time. "What the hell, it's like three a.m. there, shouldn't the Commander be at home tucked into bed with his little family?" </font color> -- :. Extra Board .:

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