[ Ephemera just shrugs at that. He knows that expression, that face. He's worn one very similar to it many times in the past. That was always Rodriguez's favorite sneer. Get loud, get sharp, make yourself look dangerous so that people know not to fuck with you. It's an easy rhythm to fall into.
Or it was, once. Maybe he really is getting old.
He heads out, in the meantime. He's got rounds to make. Run a quick check on the rest of the newbies, answer the questions that come, make a list for groceries. Food's a little harder to come by this time around, but he makes do. And miracle of miracles, there's even some fresh meat to be had.
About an hour later, he comes back with a fresh bag of groceries. And then he heads off to the darker corner of the safehouse where he sparred with Ginia the first time all those months ago. Either the kid will show up, or he won't. ]
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Or it was, once. Maybe he really is getting old.
He heads out, in the meantime. He's got rounds to make. Run a quick check on the rest of the newbies, answer the questions that come, make a list for groceries. Food's a little harder to come by this time around, but he makes do. And miracle of miracles, there's even some fresh meat to be had.
About an hour later, he comes back with a fresh bag of groceries. And then he heads off to the darker corner of the safehouse where he sparred with Ginia the first time all those months ago. Either the kid will show up, or he won't. ]