<div style="text-align: center">《 Rebel &amp; Dan 》<br/>
Location: Abendblume<br/>
Present: Alvaro <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a>​</div><br/>The pace was brisk, but only as brisk as a five-foot man could make it. Dan and Rebel looked more like his flanking guards as they stalked through the halls of Abendblume. In truth, men like Dan and Rebel were not usually intermingled with the politics of this place, and they preferred it that way, both for different reasons. For Dan it was more because his focus was on motivating people to be their best. When he couldn't get the citizens of the compound interested in staying fit for fitness' sake he was drafted into the outside patrol. For Rebel, it was because he thought himself too well-trained and above the riff-raff red-necked guard system that Hale had set up with his hired goons and his money.<br/><br/>Rebel wasn't sure where Alvaro was leading them. He knew the compound, of course. There weren't many places in the resort he didn't know. But he did not know the mind of the man who he was tasked to work with. Obviously Hale trusted Alvaro. He had no reason to trust Rebel, and he had just told his right-hand man to 'take a break,' whatever that meant.<br/><br/>Both men had declined the cigarette. Dan was surprised that anyone still smoked, but Rebel turned it down simply because he only smoke when he drank, and this wasn't a drinking occasion.<br/><br/>Dan crossed his arms and stood a small distance from the other two, letting Alvaro and Rebel, the two he saw as being in charge, decide their next course of action. He took care to stand upwind from Alvaro's smoke, and kept an eye on curious inhabitants that had caught a glimpse of the trio in their isolated location.<br/><br/>Rebel nodded at Alvaro's decision that they should talk. He mirrored the man's body language; hooking one thumb into his front pocket, the other hand loose and unmenacing. He was a little surprised at how much Alvaro seemed to have picked up about him, and nodded slowly at his assessment.<br/><br/>"You're right, Alvaro. I have a little of both. And I have the feeling that you've been on the opposite side of all that, but we're partners now." He glanced over at Dan. "And I have a feeling that you had something to do with Dan not being sprayed down with the others back at the camp," he assumed. "If that's so, I thank you."<br/><br/>Dan shifted on his feet and unfolded his arms, sliding his hands in his back pockets. He was still shaken up over the whole slaughter incident and wasn't ready to play nice and make up with the ones who so cold-bloodedly killed the others. For now he was willing to stay silent.<br/><br/>Rebel let out a long breath, shaking his head softly. "You should know that Armando did nothing wrong out there. He did everything he could have to keep things under control." He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. "The one thing I need is honesty. This fell apart because we didn't know what the other was doing. We didn't have a clear vision of Hale's intent, and those mixed signals cost the community much."<br/><br/>He fixed his eyes on Alvaro. "We need clear lines of responsibility and the ability to trust each other. Despite our pasts or any prejudices we might have. This is a new world, with new rules."