<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/>"I got nothing in either of those subjects. Sorry Sam." He said and looked around, moving with Quinn, the crowd was really going to make this a pain in the ass and he wasn't sure how long he could last without one either. He kept a watch out for anything that would separate them, he pressed himself close to Quinn as a brawl moved by while they walked. "Fucking idiots, this shit won't help any of them. Just like the fucking military can't help anyone, assholes anyway..." He muttered, the inner monologue seeming to go on without him voicing anymore of it.<br/><br/>He didn't know why he had joined the military anymore, he had thought that he would be good, that he would help people but they hadn't really let him do that, instead he was a tool or instrument for them, just someone that they could use to do their dirty work and not have to get their hands dirty. He had only served his last tour to avoid losing all that he had worked for in his time in. He hated that they had used such a tactic to keep him in but they had and he had had no choice.