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Soldiers of the Northern Reclamation on a smoke break. It is damn hot in those uniforms, but during first contact with other birrin societies they tend to go for shock and awe with full body armor. 

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ZCochraine!%

Just such a normal grunt pass time.

John

Simmons: Hey. Grif: Yeah? Simmons: You ever wonder why we’re here? Grif: It's one of life's great mysteries isn't it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there really a God watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don't know, man, but it keeps me up at night. Both stare at each other in silence. Simmons: ...What?! I mean why are we out here, in this canyon? Grif: Oh. Uh... yeah. Simmons: What was all that stuff about God? Grif: Uh...hm? Nothing. Simmons: You wanna talk about it? Grif: No. Simmons: You sure? Grif: Yeah.

Astro-Aladfar

What is that drinking-straw-looking thing at the side of his/her head?