《 Alvaro 》<br/>Location: Abendblume<br/>Present: Ray Jr.<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Sayd</a>Rebel<a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a><br/><br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fright" style="float:right;margin:0 0 5px 10px">
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</div>"It's a good skill to have," Alvaro spoke of his assassination training. "It's not for many, for many reasons, and it's difficult to learn. Lots of patience. Lots and lots of patience, and of course, impeccable marksmanship," he shrugged with the obvious list, "But don't worry, those American military vets didn't teach me that," he chuckled, thinking it would be some consolation to Rebel to know his armed forces hadn't been solely responsible for the most savage aspects of his training.<br/><br/>"I learned that very early on when the Sicarios noticed my drive, motivation, and hard work. They said, 'This kid, he can go far, and he will protect and honor the Familia with his life,' and they were right," a warmth and pride washed over his features as he shared the pivotal moment in his life as easily as one might share graduating with honors or be chosen for an affluent job.<br/><br/>"Helicopters and horses, eh?" Alvaro smiled. "Those are good skills. It's hard to argue with a man running you down on horseback and there's just a respect to be had for that image; the knight, the vaquero. It's good. Very good. And a helicopter?" he blew out an impressed whistle, "If we ever got our hands on one of those, Albenblume would enter a new age of prosperity and security."<br/><br/>He reached out to give Rebel an amiable fist bump to the chest. "Senor Hale has chosen well. I think we'll work fine together. Perhaps just meet me in the fireplace room in the morning, Senor Hale may want to relocate me for security proximity, yes?"<br/><br/>After they made their plans and parted for the day, Alvaro headed toward his home. He watched and noted Dan taking his leave from Rebel in favor of joining Ray Jr.s younger brother.  He didn't know Roman like he knew young Ray. By the time Alvaro had joined Hale, the young man had taken a habit of staying away from the family chasing a career as an athlete while Ray Jr. was never far from his father's side. Alvaro didn't consider him a bad kid, just the odd kid compared to Ray Jr. and little Amira.<br/><br/>He made his way back through the halls and common rooms of Abendblume keeping an eye out for either Ray. He wanted to talk to both; Hale Sr. to check if there were any other orders or arrangements that hadn't been discussed in front of the meeting group, and Ray Jr. to see how he was feeling after the meeting. He could see some disappointment in the young man's face and that troubled him; he felt they could sort it out and come to understand the opportunities together as they often did.<br/><br/>Sadly, he saw neither and he exited Abendblume through the back service doors, hands in pockets, whistling his way to the garden house. The roses could use some attention with the onset of spring. They'd bloomed nicely the year before and he hoped to have the luck with them again. Having the rose bushes around his little home was one of the things that anchored him to himself and were a symbol of the beloved Familia he had once served and his sweetest friend that he missed dearly.