<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/C5c42Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sgt. Chloe Summers<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Marcenas</em>Residential Bloc<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Normal Suit over Uniform<br/><br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><strong>"You could say that Sargent. Depending on how well I like ya. You may hear it someday."</strong><br/><br/>"Ooooh, the suspense..." Chloe mused with a grin.  "It better be a good one then.  The longer you make us wait, the higher the expectations get."  The "southern" twang to the pilot's voice became more evident and unmistakable since she retracted back the transparent face shield of her helmet.<br/><br/><br/><strong> "So then Chief the showers if you could? Afterwards maybe I can get a bite to eat in the mess hall and then catch some rack time."</strong><br/><br/>"Sounds good," Chloe nodded.  "Just point me in the direction of the bunks and I can meet up with you both later."<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC:</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm back (obviously).  Feel free to chat and socialize, and I'll jump the time frame a little forward this weekend to get the plot rolling.  Thanks for your patience!</div></div>