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"Well, the last guy told me he'd do anything, so I had him rebuild that school over there," Umi replied, pointing over to a small rundown nursery and the end of the block, "then again, he asked me to blow up a helicoptor for him. So I would expect something of equal value of what you're asking." Umi stopped in front of a tall building, that looked newer than any other building in the area. "So, this is my apartment, pay attention to the fire escapes, I'm not going to pry into your business but if the CPF are after you, you should at least know that." He pushed open the glass door, revealing the large main lobby. It was designed in a way that seemed like there were many ways out of the building. Pressing the elevator call button, he turned towards her, "don't stress over the payment, its not like I expect it right away."

Umi opened up his apartment door, pushing it inwards, "go right ahead, my home is your home," Umi replied, smiling as he entered, "don't mind the old guy." Vulcan was in the middle of the living room, writing what seemed to be letters. "Back so soon?" Vulcan asked.
"This lovely lady needed a place to stay," Umi gestured behind him, "I don't believe I got her name. She's a traceur."
"Bringing in strangers? For some reason, that doesn't seem strange to me."
"By the way, this is Vulcan, my former master."

Umi walked into the living room, hanging his jacket on the nearby coathanger. "If you need to sleep, you can use my room it's the last door in the hall, the guest room is being used by this lecherous old man and frankly, I don't trust him being out here with you, he might try something."
"I will not!" Vulcan argued, "I'm not a lecher!"
"That's what they all say... In court," Umi joked, "anyway, make yourself comfortable."

Vulcan was slightly startled when Blakely sat next to him, he was focused on finishing his work. Umi had fallen asleep in a chair on the opposite side of the room, he was exhausted from the night before and his weariness finally kicked in. "Feeling refreshed?" Vulcan asked, turning back to his work, "pardon the host, but he finally keeled over, I was waiting for it to happen. It's quite funny though, he was all set to head out again too! I should lecture him about working too much later." Vulcan sealed up the letters he was writing in envelopes, tucking them away for later. "So I hear you're a traceur, how's that coming along? Getting trained well?"

"If I were to take a guess," Vulcan pressed his finger on his forehead, "he was probably helping the injured in the riot last night." Vulcan didn't really know, his intuition told him that much, but it's only been a few hours since he was released from his induced coma. "He did the same thing during the first riot many years ago, I guess it's his character. Both of my diciples have that characteristic, they feel they need to help, regardless of cirmcumstance." Vulcan chuckled a bit, remembering back to when he began training Umi and his rival, Ray. "Why don't you get Umi to train you?" Vulcan asked, "it seems he has kept up with his training all these years, even if he says he quit. You should see some of the escape routes on this building, there are some jumps even I wouldn't think of doing, perhaps Umi would be the only one in the world who would think they were practical."

"Pay him back?" Vulcan chuckled, "he's probably going to ask you to get a cat out of a tree or something." Vulcan had been investigating Umi's apartment since he left, he had just suddenly realized what this place was. "You don't know what Umi does, do you?" Vulcan rhetorically asked, "this place is a safehouse, it's designed in a way that runners could hide here for shelter and escape if needed. This entire apartment building is vacant, and there are hidden pathways in every room." Vulcan pointed over to the far corner of the living room, near invisible creases lined the wall as if it could move.

Vulcan thought for a moment, thinking about Umi's character, "he probably aides other traceurs in the city, the comm station over by the wall still functions properly, and he has contact frequencies for many other traceurs. I actually just figured it out just now, this is definitely a safehouse." Vulcan scanned the room for any other oddities, "I bet if you asked him to train you, he would, cause the thought of you running out there alone, untrained, would guilt him to the point he would reluctantly do it. He just that kind of guy, as much as he tries to hide the fact that he cares, deep down his subconscious tells him otherwise. I bet he felt really guilty when he asked you for payment, he didn't ask for it right away did he?"

(( whoa, just finished reading everything. i guess i kind of got the feel of what the roleplay is about and all the details of the riot and such. & wait, you say the only 2 traceurs. What about jon and the two sisters. Did they quit or something? ))

(( Ohh, okay. Hopefully they'll start posting again. Well, should we go ahead and timeskip? Seems as if it's been an extremly long day anyways. & you already made Umi pass out. ))

(( Kay :3 ))