Can't Stand It.
He'd talked to the people he was supposed to register with. He gotten some rest, food, and permission to to go down in the infamous danger-room for a workout. Simplified setting, of course; he'd promised. Just cutting the hell out of practice dummies, essentially.
It was good to get his knives in his hands again. He just wished he was facing some gun-runner in Jalisco instead of a teaching-toy.
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