The next morning, you awoke earlier than usual and started making breakfast for both you and Cindy. The girl was pleasantly surprised by this and offered to help you in the kitchen. You weren’t originally aware that she knew how to cook, but she quickly explained that she was helping her Mom to fill out that recipe book.
You froze for a moment, but quickly attempted to change the subject. Too late.
By the time she’d realized what she had signed, her whole face dropped. Breakfast prep had gone by quickly, but the heavy mood lingered over the table while the two of you ate. You very much wanted to cheer her up somehow, but nothing immediately came to mind.
<span class="mu-r">“...How’s it taste?”</span> you asked.
Cindy nodded as she unenthusiastically shoveled a forkful of scrambled eggs into her mouth. You tried not to take it personally.
<span class="mu-r">“That was a…nice touch with the garlic pepper.”</span>
Another nod. She was now using her fork to stir the food on her plate.
Shit! Another miss.
You were going to have to try and engage her without pissing her off.
<span class="mu-r">“What’re your plans for today?”</span> you said.
<span class="mu-s">“Training with the Devil.”</span> she signed.
You nodded happily. <span class="mu-r">“Oh, nice. Matt’s started up training again.”</span>
Matt must be relegating some of his duties to his super-friends while he handles Cindy’s training. You really appreciate him taking an active role in her learning.
And speaking of learning, what were you going to do about school? She was still a kid, and she would need a decent education if she was going to have any hope of leading a halfway decent life.
Cindy brightened slightly when you recounted stories of Matt’s insane training methods. It was nice to have someone that you could confide in about that stuff.
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After breakfast, the two of you headed out in your respective costumes and went your separate ways. You felt particularly proud after having packed her lunch for the trip. You were really starting to get the hang of this whole “surrogate parent” thing!
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Upon arriving at one of Silvermane’s safehouses, you were surprised to find that he was waiting for you alone. There were no bodyguards and no Saya. Just him, and a bag full of what you hoped was your money.
He rose to greet you, a slightly nervous smile on his face. <span class="mu-s">“Huntsman. I’m glad you made it. I trust you’re in good health?”</span>
What will you say/do?
>(Embrace Silvio)”I’m well, Silvio. And you?”>”Fit as a fiddle. How’re your boys doing? Is Fat Tony okay?”>”I did a whole other job in the time that it took you to pay me, man! Not cool!”>Snatch the bag with a webline and check its contents.>Cross your arms and tap your foot impatiently. You are not amused.>Write-in.Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 