He woke up before dawn like he usually did, and a quick peek outside his window showed him that aside from the unsavory people who liked to hang around and a few early birds who were working or on their way to work, he was the only one awake. Dressing for his morning jog, he locked his heavy steel door and took off. He did 20 miles there and back, and when he went back to his room, the sun was out and he still wasn't finished with his workout. Going into the spare room, he got down on the weight bench and started his reps.<br/><br/>The weights were so heavy the bar was bent in the middle, but it was the only way he could actually get some decent exercise. When he finished, he showered up and got all his things. His weapons were disassembled and neatly packed away aside from a concealed pistol and his knife. You could never be too careful at the docks. He loaded everything up and left his apartment for what would probably be the forseeable future. Everything of value he'd taken; the rest was there when he'd gotten the place, so he had no problem leaving it. The weight of his pack was impossible for a normal person to even lift, but he carried it easily all the way back to the Ohana's recruitment booth. He nodded to both Ressaw and Colby as he arrived, then dropped his metal pack in the dirt. "Reporting for duty and all that," he said as he looked at both of them.