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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jaeden" data-source="post: 2528304" data-attributes="member: 34974">When Felger orders Chloe to clean up the puddle of water he made, Julian hops down and beats her to it, mopping it up with a smile up at her. Convinced now of the object's sonar jamming capabilities, Julian muses to Felger, "I wonder, what's the turnaround time from when we figure stuff out here, to when it's used? If the Navy had their hands on something like this... We could park our subs anywhere we wanted and nobody'd ever notice unless they pissed us off."As Felger's Star Wars desk clock signals 4:30 AM, Julian stretches. The stretch prompts Felger's suggestion that they hit the hay, and Julian nods wearily, dumping his five empty Mountain Dew cans into the recycling receptacle in the corner. "You know... Given the fact that we'll be pulling a lot of all nighters in here, and my room mates back at the barracks level, I kinda wish I could just toss a sleeping bag in the corner right here."With another loud yawn, Julian shoulders his laptop bag. "Catch ya in the morning, Doc!OOC: E1ven, based on my character's rank, et. al., isn't he supposed to have a "private quarters on base"? Especially considering he's forgoing the off-basing housing the books say he should have?</blockquote>