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[neveraskedforthis]

Hello. A couple things:

1 -- Are there any licensed therapists around here? Before you ask: yes, it's exactly what it sounds like, and before you volunteer like the good samaritan you are, I should probably inform you that I gave my last counselor a nervous breakdown.

So. Just figured I'd point that out. But hey, why not give it another shot, right? Even better if you know a thing or two about neurocybernetics, but that's not a must. We can work out some form of payment.

2 –- Another vending machine at the station went missing. What the hell is up with that? Whoever's doing this, are you deliberately trying to annoy me and keep me from doing more important work or what, while I'm chasing a vending machine thief. That said, we're low on staff. Go sign up if you have nothing better to do with your time, but don't touch any fucking vending machines. Unless you just want to get a drink, I guess that's okay.

3 -- Your thoughts on pursuing a serious relationship while trapped in this place. Go.

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[highfrequency]

Hn.

Just don't...

[He trails off as he realizes he has no way of finishing this sentence. His own opinions on the matter are clouded even to him. In his heart, if he is honest, he still loves a woman he's left behind.]

How easy is it? To live a civilian life here?

oh whoops all of adams replies were text, but he switches now

[neveraskedforthis]

Depends. Between missions and UE attacks, you can almost pretend to live a normal life. People have a day job, go out, have fun, do stupid, pointless stuff, and socialize. Of course you can just hole yourself up in your apartment too, if that's what you prefer.

[highfrequency]

Civilians in everything but name, huh? Living "normal" lives until the Initiative decides they need us...

[neveraskedforthis]

Pretty much. Why else do you think they provide for us and let us do what we want? They try to make us feel as comfortable and 'at home' as possible.