Spencer Jacobs fan club meeting.

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Six-seven-three-six stood at the front of a room wearing an "Spencer is love" T-shirt over his armor and holding a canteen cup of punch. His helmet still firmly in place he tapped a podium with an armored finger.

"I call this first meeting of the Spencer Jacobs fan club to session. " he said his deep voice booming, "lets go around the room and introduce ourselves and give just one thing we love about [member="Spencer Jacobs"]. I'll start. "I am...IC-Six seven three six, and I love how amazingly intelligent Spencer is."

He pointed to the person sitting on his left.

 

[Ket Van-Derveld]

Ket sat there, wearing his usual leathers, holding up a Pennant that read "Spencer Jacobs Is Love" He nodded to IC-6736, and spoke lowly.

"My name is Ket Van Derveld, and I admire how committed Spencer Jacobs is to her friends and family."

 

[Ahani Najwa-Zambrano]

The punch needed a hit of something. . . Ahani pulled out a flask and poured some of its contents in the beverage. She pulled on a woollen knitted sweater saying 'Spencer = Love' and walked in to the middle of the circle.

"Ah. . . I . . . Um. . . I . . . . I'm Ahaaaaani and Spencer's sort of my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-greeeaaaat-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter and I think she's tops! And she could blow our brains off so that's appealing from a 'grandmother who wants her family to know how to protect themselves' 'cause it's a dangerous world out there with all you young . . . wait. . .

ah. . . ehehe. . . Spencer has great hair and she rocks socks."

 

[Skyler]

Crisp and freshly pressed lab coat shifted when the blond shifted in her seat. It was clear she was...uncomfortable in this room filled for this, social function. But one blond would do almost anything for another blond.

Nervous-fingers clutched her data pad tightly, a sticker reading 'spencer=love' plastered to the back.

She blinked. That woman was a grandmother. Mind wandered to experimentation before she shifted to the edge of her seat to speak. "Felicity Simmons. I admire Spencer's impeccable genetics."

Best not to mention the rumored karaoke machine and Spencer's love for singing in the level 36-C storage room.

 

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[member="Ket Van Derveld"] [member="Ahani Najwa"] [member="Felicity Simmons"]

Three six nodded happily as he flicked a straw down from his helmet and sipped some of his punch. He stood at the podium and began to speak.

"As president of the Spencer Jacobs fan club I thought it prudent to kick this meeting off. By each telling a fond memory about Spencer and then some karaoke and sweets. The punch is currently not spiked. Master Ket would ypu like to start?"