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american_eagle ([info]american_eagle) wrote,
@ 2013-05-12 22:24:00


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Returning Home
Michael Blackwater sat on a motorcycle in the hills of Berkeley overlooking the San Francisco Bay. After years of being away, it was one of the best sights of his life. San Francisco was home long before he went to Arizona for a few years and met his father. Long before he started traveling the world with his mother. He was born in San Francisco and it would always be home.

He shoved the helmet shaped like an eagle's beak, a gift from his father, on his head and started the engine. He revved the engine and kicked it into gear. Dirt flew from under the back tire and he pulled onto the road to race down the hills and across the Bay Bridge to his home.


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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-19 11:12 pm UTC (link)
"Pot, kettle, dude," she agreed. "But we won't toss you out there completely green. We've got your back."

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-19 11:15 pm UTC (link)
Mike nodded. "That's good to know. So I report to the address on the card?" he asked.

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-19 11:45 pm UTC (link)
"Yup. Swipe the card to get in. There's rooms for you, you can move in any time. We'll discuss the whole SOs and, ah, visits later, security, you understand. You'll go through training just to see where you are with what." She squinted, looking him over. "Unless you have your own gear, they will make you some. I suggest avoiding Jacobi on that, he has a thing for retro and fringe."

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-20 06:21 pm UTC (link)
"I have my own gear," he replied. "And no SOs. It's only me."

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-20 07:09 pm UTC (link)
She'd frown, but he did just get into the city. "They'll just want to check it's good for combat then. And good, I was not kidding about the fringe. Oh, there is a paycheck and we've got the best health care ever. Even if they sometimes experiment on us for the hell of it." She shrugged lightly, potayto potahto. "Anything else I forgot?"

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-20 07:26 pm UTC (link)
"Experiment on you occasionally?" he asked. "Really?"

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-20 07:58 pm UTC (link)
"Weeeeeell," she drawled, clearing weighing out on that. "With such fine specimens of super-humanly capabilities, the temptation is high."

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-20 08:09 pm UTC (link)
Mike frowned. He didn't like the sound of that. "I'm not signing up for being a guinea pig."

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-20 09:56 pm UTC (link)
She huffed a little. "They don't," she admitted. "They'd like to know how you do what you do, but will not turn you into a research project." Unless they had a mad scientist.

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-20 10:00 pm UTC (link)
"Oh," he said. "Would it be okay to swing by tomorrow?"

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2013-05-20 10:12 pm UTC (link)
"Of course," she assured with a smile. "Our kitchen's good, so feel free to swing around for a meal. Most of us will be around too."

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[info]american_eagle
2013-05-20 10:15 pm UTC (link)
Mike smiled. "I will. Thank you."

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