<u><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">R. Hamilton</span></span></u><br/><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><br/>
In the space of a few minutes, Prof. Franklin had negotiated with the hotel clerk and secured a room for them on the ground floor.  Rodney approved of this, as he would not have to schlep the luggage up the stairs and on the off chance that there might be a fire.  His Professor was anxious to get out into the field, so they did not unpack but slid their baggage under the bed.  Rodney removed four Lightning Grenades from the trunk, one pink, two yellow one red and placed one each in the four belt pouches that were designed for them.  The pink could stun a small animal, the yellow could kill a small animal and stun a man, and the red could kill a man and stun a large animal.  He then pushed the trunk under the bed as well.<br/>
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"Professor," Rodney said, getting his employer's attention, "have you made your pistol ready?"  She answered him with a nod and a patting of her purse.  This eased Rodney's mind.  While the Wastelands were dangerous, parts of Eden and the towns near the Wastelands had dangers of their own.  He was more than ready to put himself between Alicia and danger, but should he fail then he'd have bought her time to either flee or defend herself.<br/>
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Before leaving the room, Rodney put on his safety gloves.  With the gloves he could safely handle an activated Lightning Grenade without being shocked and even used the grenade as a hand to hand weapon.  Once he pulled the grenade's pin, he'd have four seconds before it activated.  After four seconds, it would shock any unprotected target that it touched, thrown or not.<br/>
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With his sword-cane as a walking stick, the pair were back on the Crossroads streets about five minutes or so after entering the hotel.<br/>
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In his capacity as his Prof.'s bodyguard, Rodney made a quick survey of the street for potential danger before they began looking for a place to find themselves a Wastelands guide.  Rodney walked on her left side and a pace behind her.<br/>
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<u>Prof. A Franklin</u><br/>
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The hotel room was suitable and after Rodney had secured their things, the pair were ready to go find a Wasteland's guide.  Rodney asked her if her pistol was ready.  It irked her, but she recalled that he was simply doing his job and did not scold him.  She nodded and patted her purse.<br/>
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They stepped out onto the street.  Rodney stayed close to her, but in a way that gave her an unobstructed view.  She surveyed their surroundings, trying to recall where the local hiring hall was located.  Was it near the Town Hall?</span></span>