Paul tips the brim of his hat to Willie, and starts things off by loading back up, then settling into the back of the van. Once everybody that's coming is in the van, he says: ""OK, let's get back to the safehouse for now, and while you're driving I'll button things up back here. I have some work to do once we're stationary again, although I should catch some shuteye, too.""

Willie says, "Sounds good to me. I got some reading to do. You wanna go discreetly, or you wanna have some fun on the way?"

Bongo rolls his eyes. "What kinda fun you talking about?"

Willie replies, "There's some japanacorp thugs roaming around here who could use a buzz as we pass."

Bongo shakes his head, "Yeah, no. I'll pass. I have some thinking to do, and it requires peace of mind."

"Phht," Willie sputs. "Alright. Here we go nice an gently." He proceeds to drive back home obeying the speed limit and all traffic control signs.

Bongo replies to Rose. <<Found one bunch, not sure of talent. Will try to determine. Busy for the next week or so. The college bunch sounds worth a try. Want to set up a jam session in about 10 days? Looking forward to seeing you and making some good music! >>

Once the three of them get back home, Bongo sets himself up with munchies and drinks and sets to studying the ins and outs of the underlying rules of Magic. He lets the team know he has to study hard for the next week or so.

Willie says the same, but figures he's going to have to both read and exercise and might take more time.

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After a week, Bongo figures he has a basic understanding of the rules by which magic works in the world. He had never really applied himself this way before. Was the academic career a good way after all? No, not for Bongo.

Willie is still busy on his thing. Bongo figures he might do a routine near their last run to bring Frank back to the public's attention. Almost certainly Frank is at worst out on bail while his lawyers tie things up. Bongo works on a disguise that he can quickly ditch after the escapade. Brevis said make a trideo of it. He asks Angel if she can help record it.

<<Hey Angel. I'm back in circulation. You know that last run we had regarding the predator? Are there any trideo cams in the area that could record a short demonstration outside his building? And can you take control of them, or at least copy what they record? >>

Mike manages a "You're welcome, and thank you too." before her look draws him in to her lips.

In his apartment he doesn't argue that he would have lost, but instead says "Yet somehow I feel very much like a winner." holding her tight in his arms and kissing her playfully again before joining her in going further into the apartment towards the large window.

Mike enjoys paying attention to all of Selina's body, but she catches him looking into her face and eyes a lot more than last time. Like someone seeing something different or new and studying it. Though he also has a hard time not closing his eyes or moaning "Oh Kim. "

He doesn't discuss it, but she can see a smile on his face when he realizes she's cuddling up for the night instead of getting dressed again.

In the early AM he gets up, and is obviously trying to move away without waking Selina to let her rest. He moves slightly stiffly like his back or leg might hurt a little, but he's soon off in the kitchen and before too long the smell of coffee and eggs would start wafting down the long hallway between the kitchen and the main room with the large window.

As the sun starts to peek over the buildings, his view to the west is cast in light and long shadows from the buildings and distant trees in the park. The air and astral space are again clearer up here than below. (OOC: An advantage shared by Selina's apartment) The sky above is a beautiful blue with a handful of white clouds. Something someone not from Seattle might take for granted.

In the apartment Selina can see that Mike's work is spilling out of his work room and into the main room and hall. There are a number of mannequin upper torsos on stands, each with a different sort of helmet and upper body armor. None of the helmets looks overly fashionable to Selina's eye. Most are either oddly puffy or segmented.

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With Willie being not very quick the van gets parked undamaged behind the safehouse. It's quite late, there are still some sounds of Boyz horsing around up in the parking garage, but mostly they've turned in as well by that time.

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Rose will shoot back <<Sounds good! We can use the same place, just don't tell them about the projector and stuff Ok? I don't think they'd swipe anything, but they might say something to the wrong person. >>

Angel eventually replies <<Working out is hard! But yeah, so long as it isn't when I'm at Brewsters gym or all sweaty I should be able to. I doubt I can use any of my exploits from before, but if I got in once I should be able to do it again. I guess I only paid attention to the cameras that were looking where you and Selina were moving around, but I bet they have them all over.

Also, uh, Brewster says I need to be more personal. I'm not entirely comfortable with that yet. But we're kinda roomates.

Housemates? Why do they call it roomates if you aren't in the same room? >>