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Building a family [hella open]
Slobo had been puttering around the ship for an hour, thinking and looking. He quickly found that if you looked hard enough, between W&P and the City itself, you could find anything. In the end, he was standing outside a Courtyard by Marriott hotel about a click outside of "Escherville" with spraypaint and a very large block of stone. At first he had thought about the Vatican, but it was too wrecked from the zombie fight. Plus, this place had an indoor pool. He spraypainted a large message on the wall next to the door, red with black outline.
"OUTSIDERS
COMMUNITY SERVICE
FIELD TRAINING
COMMUNITY SERVICE
FIELD TRAINING
PEER COUNSELING"
On the sandwich board tucked near the door, he wrote "12-21? Info and Tryouts inside" and left it out in front. Now, he took his large rock into the lobby and began carving. And waited.
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The knife which Mai had been twirling idly in her hand, went still, Mai's hand clenched around the hilt. Her eyes flashed dangerously for a moment, although the only evidence of anger in her face and frame was a slight tensing of her body and the slight down-turn of her lips, "I said I don't train people."
She glanced up at him, fixing him with a glare, "And I made the shot, so that question is pointless. By the way..."
Her wrist flicked, the knife spinning out of her hand, heading straight for Static's coffee cup.
"...don't try to emotionally black mail me ever again."
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"All right, so she don't train folks." He looked at her. "Ya still up fer exercisin' with us?" He turned to Static and began mouthing words at him.
Smooooooooooooth one, Shocky.
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"That wasn't emotional blackmail. That was just a hypothesis. My point still stands, having more people with abilities like yours would be a good thing. But, I won't force you to train anyone. Hell, I won't force you to do anything, interest of the crew or not." He stood up and walked back behind the wall again to get an all-new, probably-still-hot coffee.
"Welcome to the team, by the way."
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Her gaze flickered back to Slobo, "Sure. I can do that."
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"Just if he's interested, it might be good. He seems like he needs a place to hang an' unwind as much as the rest of us."