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𝖆lready opening his bag upon reaching it , withdrawing his gear &͟. swapping his wetsuit in favor for an arctic jacket &͟. g4 lowers .. shivering slightly before injecting himself , readying his rifle after a quick weapons check .
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𝖇reathing steady as they were both submerged —— moving through the cold water of the gulf of finland , undetectable .. wetbag secured , occaisonally checking it to make sure it doesn't fall off .
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"See you on the surface."
Ready, sitting on the railing with her gear, she'd soon follow cue without skipping a beat. Deferred timing to the 'squad lead' for the op.
Simple enough to her, her body felt at home once more diving in those cold waters.
Respirator in her mouth, --
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𝖙he ice cracked beneath his shifting weight , eventually getting up entirely , sliding his bag further along the ice towards a thicker portion .
⠀ ❛ pop an sj12 , i don't want either of us getting frostbite .. ❜
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