[center][b][i][color=f7976a]Jack 'Bruiser' Murdock - Floor 4 - LOCCENT Mission Control[/color][/i][/b][/center]
Nodding at the fellow family man Bruiser stepped aside and let him pass, not wanting to delay the man from contacting his family any longer. Checking his watch the old copper saw it was almost ten at night back home, which was the real reason he didn't want to reset the thing to local time. It was a link to his family, letting him guess what they were doing at any time just by picturing their daily routine each time he looked at his watch.

Realising he still had a little time to spare before heading for the training session Bruiser headed towards the surface stairway. If he was lucky perhaps the snow had stopped and he could have a quick cigarette out on the airfield in peace, if not then he was sure the mechanics wouldn't mind him finding a quiet corner somewhere for a quick rollie.