>>6315042"Never had suicides in BLACKSTAR," Mr. Foster remarks after some time. You check and see that he isn't looking at you when he speaks. Good. You look back down again. Beside you, Garcian and Mr. Roster are busy "talking" in hushed tones about something in their exclusive "Pokémon tongue" or whatever.
"Really?" You just kind of assumed they were increasing all over the place.
"No sir, none of this suicide nonsense." He makes a stabbing gesture. "We're all too busy murdering each other and making money to even think about that troublesome stuff. Everyone's got that hate and murder attitude down pat." Mr. Foster crosses his arms. "Honestly the wasteland is always most peaceful part of that fucking shithole. And then you go back into the city proper and it's goodnight, Vienna. You're back good old 'MURDER TOWN!' Haha!"
You can't help but laugh along. His cheer is infectious and what's he's saying is bringing back good memories of things back in the day, on the station. Life was cheaper back then...
"You seem like the kind of fellow who'd get along right well where I'm from. Decent enough chap with a strong arm. Seen enough shit to not be fazed by it." He chuckles. "You know, I didn't like you beating us to the punch with Mr. Costner all by yourself. I wanted ALL of us to wail on him like a pinata. Like a big fun team building exercise, you see."
And without much fuss at all, you find your own tongue loosened. Choose up to two.
>Swap stories about the station and BLACKSTAR. "... and when the shutters came up, there was the research director chopping up human bodies with his Scizor and his whole purple man squad...">"Hey, what you guys do in BLACKSTAR anyway? I thought it was just some hole in the ground. Instead we got bankers like you and telekill and jerks with bats and these nightmare TMs crawling out of there. What gives, eh?">"Those two other 'mons back there with the first guy. How'd you two beat them exactly?" Garcian probably can't learn Fire-type moves from Mr. Roster (unless you count that one time he ignited a fart when you were 20), but maybe you can (re)learn some combination tactics from this guy.>"Oh, uh, sorry about that..?" Huh. You didn't expect Mr. Foster to actually like you. Well, when a man thinks about inviting you and your best friend to a bit of good old ULTRAVIOLENCE, that means you're all friends, right?>WRITE IN.>You say nothing and let the moment pass. (NEXT SCENE.) 