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Galen Forrester<br/>
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Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="3476" data-username="@tristyn grace tucker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3476/">@tristyn grace tucker</a>​</div><br/>"Oh, I see. Goodness in male and female form..." Galen nodded as he listened to her, though the concepts of shapeshifting for justice were a little beyond him. He couldn't help but wonder about other things. "I suppose by goodness you mean protecting those who deserve it, helping others, making the world a better place... but in all honesty I wonder if you've used your abilities in other ways too. Not bad ways of course, but just interesting ways. Have you had lovers before? Seems to me like the ability to switch to engage in different<i>escapades</i>in love and all that would be quite fun."<br/><br/>As he was speaking, his gaze subconsciously lowered from her face until he suddenly realized he was staring at her chest, then his head veered back up, blushing. "I'm sorry, I got really distracted... usually a woman doesn't have those parts of her body on display for anyone other than, say, a lover. And for, you know, intimate purposes... touching and kissing and all that." He rubbed the back of his hood as he tried to explain, a little embarrassed.<br/><br/>"Um... anyway, seems everyone's going to see Sephiroth sing. Do you want to go too, or would you rather stay here and talk some more?" he asked, catching himself looking down again as if magnetically drawn to her body, and looking back up just as quickly.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi56.photozi.com%2Fimages%2F9tvGf.png&amp;hash=a5fae486a78bcc1a3514a6401a5d7331" title="9tvGf.png">
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John 'Axle' Winters<br/>
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Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>​</div><br/>John gave a proud grin as he watched her nail the shot, glimpsing how the tank's armor ruptured - however, his attention was immediately drawn to her stumbling forward as the backpush suddenly ended. "Woah!" he laughed, making sure he held her hip firmly while moving his other arm around her front to catch her as she bent forward. Doing his best to cushion her momentum gently by brushing close, rather than have her bump uncomfortably into a metal arm, he stopped her stumble and then pulled her back up to him. After blowing a stray hair out of her face, he looked at her with a smile. "Well done, excellent for someone who hasn't handled the weapon before. Just look at that tank!" he nodded, though his gaze barely stayed on the busted open target  before it turned back to her.<br/><br/>"If there comes a second time you use that gun, I think you'd probably be prepared for when the pushback stops, and stay on your feet no problem. You're a natural," he said after a little pause, letting go of her.<br/>"Anyway... I just wanted you to know it's there and how you can use it. You never know when something happens." He looked at her with a kinder glint in his eyes than usual. "Another way to protect your family."<br/><br/>Clearing his throat, he decided to go with a lighter tone. "But if I had to guess, it's not your most preferred tool. Or did you have some fun tearing a virtual tank open after all?" the soldier asked with a light tone to his gritty voice. "I personally think it can be pretty fun from time to time. Weekend entertainment."<br/><br/>He gave a soft chuckle. "But... if it's not your cup of tea. There's always something you can learn and keep up your sleeve for whenever you need it. If you rely only on a gun, you're fucked anyway if you lose it or are forced into a situation where you can't use it to your advantage. And in many cases you don't even need a gun to defend yourself or others if you have your body." Axle gave her a smile. "Know any hand to hand combat?"