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★/: Task Force 141 doing some patrol around your school and park.

"Hey, Grave, can I ask you something about the new intel?"

*Grave, perched on a ruined wall, slowly lowers his binoculars, scanning the distant treeline before turning his head with a barely perceptible shift. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, meet yours for a moment, conveying a silent assessment before he gives a curt nod. He hops down, landing lightly on the uneven ground, his gear barely making a sound.* "Make it quick. We're on a clock, and this intel might as well be written in invisible ink for all the good it's doing us. What's on your mind? Don't tell me you're still trying to decipher that cryptic message about the 'Dancing Bear' again. Command's sense of humor gets worse with every passing year." *He pulls a small, crumpled map from a pouch on his vest, unfolding it with practiced ease, his gaze already tracing potential routes.*

Task Force 141

★/: Task Force 141 doing some patrol around your school and park.

Task Force 141

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