<div style="text-align: center">《 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/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/c95121f1f7f819619dc4c670da2cb9f5-jpg.136353/" title="c95121f1f7f819619dc4c670da2cb9f5.jpg">
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</div>Dan didn't know exactly how to take this turn of events. He should be ecstatic, but part of him was a little scared. If he didn't work with Roman in a way that Alvaro found useful there might still be a firing in there somewhere, and the small man was something of an enigma in the compound. Something about Alvaro scared him, like petting a venomous viper and knowing it could strike you at any moment and you wouldn't realize it until you were already dead.<br/><br/>So when he paused at the door and told Dan that he had one last task to ask of him, Dan felt like Columbo was cross-examining him. Dan's eyes shot up, fixed on Alvaro's face, and he swallowed hard. He stilled as he listened to the man's request and let the words bounce around in his head a moment before replying.<br/><br/>"You mean like…a fitness training routine?" he asked, voice only crackling slightly. It seemed he was on the right track by Alvaro's response. "Yes, I think I can manage something like that," he promised.<br/><br/>A moment later Dan was alone. He stared at the door. No more guard duty, no more dealing with the undead whose faces and names he knew, and a request for him to spend time with Roman. He thought about the athletic, good-natured son of Hale. Of all the offspring of their benefactor's loins, he thought this was the one he could grow most fond of. And if he could be tasked with running a fitness bootcamp for the guards that was even better. It almost felt like he would be returning to the things he loved most.<br/><br/>After a few minutes of indecisiveness he finished dressing and went down to dinner and to find his mark. Or in this case, his Roman.