<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/998e7f15f744d707e5851c9c2100e7c0/tumblr_n6qmruqza31sfjrdqo1_400.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mask-R-ADE-1<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Inspecting for happiness rather lazily<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rendezvous'ng at Sector XTC/Corridors to Tube Station<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Bat, Doct, Myst (maybe?), Open<br/><hr/><br/>It looked like people were meeting up, although Mask realized with some trepidation that he had not actually tried to meet or introduce himself to his new clone teammates at all. In particular, best to ensure that he stayed on the good side of the Loyalty Officer, as Mask secretly believed that was the role that Friend Computer paid the most attention to and respected the most. Loyalty was quite important, after all.<br/><br/>He gave the Loyalty officer a salute and said before the fellow meandered off to presumably look for the other clones that should be around, "Excellent, friend. That grunt was optimally at least 95% cheerful, and certainly on par with Friend Computer's expectations, I should hope." He noticed that other fellow, the one with the hygiene badge, and decided to head off anything about a hygiene inspection of himself, saying, "Greetings, fellow teammate! I see you are at the requisite level of joy, and I hope I've passed muster with cleanliness and don't need to be looked over, since that would be a terrible waste of your time, I bet."<br/><br/>He looked around to see if there were any others around or if the group was still fragmented.<br/>