<div class="floatleft">(http://images.paraorkut.com/img/wallpapers/1024x768/p/paul_walker_beautiful_blue_eyes-6252.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ace<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Time Square<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Quinn, Samuel<br/><br/>"We can hope it is just a test, but somehow I doubt it, they wouldn't risk this kind of damned panic without good reason. At least I hope that they wouldn't be so fucking psychotic." He said softly to her, he was admittedly a bit disenchanted with the military as it was, 5 years in a hell hole like Iraq would do it to you. He had hated it there and had readjusted to civilian life well and he was happy that he had. He did feel like he should be happier with his time in the military but he found it hard. The memories that he had of that place created many sleepless nights for him and had ended his best relationship that he had had. He was glad that he had chosen a new way to go with his life but it seemed like that was a moot point with the news today.<br/><br/>He saw the man get knocked over and went toward the quickly. "Enough man, he wasn't gonna do anything you, shut up and take a walk." He had to laugh a bit as Quinn shoved him. He pulled his back off and held it in one hand. He kept it in his left hand to give him the ability to punch the guy with his dominant hand if he came at either of them. He took a glance at the man on the ground and smiled at him, trying to reassure him. "You okay?" He asked him as he looked back to the attacker, waiting for a move.