Tom Clancy's Splinter Cell

" haha.. he has your nosee..dont worry.. its cute!" *smiles*

*Follows everyone thinking about his past, what happened, and murmuring to his self* No, I'm not going to think about it. Thinking about my past only brings back sad memories and I'm not going to be sad. *smiles then catches up to the group*

"my nose?" he looked confused.. "Well, i was drunk once in las vegas, but this!" he looked at the pup and then smiled.

" well you always gotta watch yourself..." * laughs again*" use protection... or else youll end up with.. a dog."

"I know" he laughed. "I did not think anything happend, but now" he looked at the pup. "Well. Lets talk about something else." He smiled at her.

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🙄 *smiles at lance*

" so.. david... where were you born?"

He looked at her. "I dont remember quite. but the first place i lived in was sweden-stockholm, the second in russia-moskow, the third in the us-windy city" he said and smiled at her. "You then?"

(( chicago iz cool! 😄 )) " well.. i believe i was born in costa rica.. but.." she looked a little embarassed. " im not sure...and i grew up in a secret military base in maryland, and then florida... "

((Yeah 😄 ))
"Well, im not quite sure where i was born. Finnish boarder i guess" he smiled "im not sure of my birthplace either, so its nothing to be ashamed of. Did you choose to take military training or did you have no choice?" he said and looked at her, sad a girl like her grew up amogon killing machines.

*smiles* " chase trained me.. if my identity was discovered.. i would be killed.. like every one else..." she shook her head. " even my three year old little sister was executed.. even the babies.."

"Bastards.. where did this take place?" he said and looked at her.

" in costa rica... i was six, raised in a family of assasins, who created many of the mysteries to day... alcatraz escapes, and missing planes.. they also had alot to do with the japanese death ocean, and the burmuda triangle. my cousin pedro told me and my little sister krysta to hide.. we wouldnt cry. we were taught not to. eventually the gunshots stopped, and for an hour things were quiet... we walked out, and saw only our brother, lying on the floor, dying.. he said 'be strong.. dont get caught.." those were his last words... then.. a plane came down.. 6 men jumped out, one took me, and another my sister.. to 'question us...' i heard a gunshot.. and knew she was gone. the man in front of me had a gun to my head, i was in a corner.. he.. he didnt pull the trigger though.. he hid me in his plane, and flew me back. that was chase.."

"You know the name if this force, that was killing your family?" he said and was almost angry. not at her, but at the men in her story.

" no..." she said sadly. " chase quit.. he said anyone who could kill an inocent child like tht should suffer dire consequences... they hunted him down and killed him.. i escaped."

"Do you know if they had any signs or symbols or text on them?" he said and looked at her.. he then petted chase. "A nice name, chase"

" yes.. all i remember is a triangle with the innitials peu... permitted executional unit.." *shudders*