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[Ward's throat still feels like shit and a half, but he's managed to process the following. He's no longer in jail (that's a plus), he's got super powers (he's unsure if that's a plus or minus) but he arrived and avoided the network for a few days out of fear of breaking the damn thing. He's decided long since then that he can't let Skye intimidate him.

She's here. And she's been here for awhile. She has home team advantage.

The only problem is they have a record of him. This whole registering thing was crap - what was the point of being given a second chance if he really couldn't leave Grant Ward behind? For the first time he wants to.

So time to test the waters. He's been to the ceremony, he's been sworn in, he's had a dramatic reunion with the woman he'd thought he cared about.]

New arrival here. Roomba salesman and repairman. Anybody else get a completely shit job? I know nothing about Roomba's. Assuming Roombas here are the vaccuum robots. Y/N?

Also feel like shooting myself in the foot here, but is there some kind of a "so now you have super abilities" support group? Any help or advice appreciated.

[Reading over it two or three times he nods, satisfied that it's not incriminating, that it's blaise enough that even if people decide to ask him questions he can think up enough to talk about without screwing up.

He'd been in worse situations.

His roommates might have noticed that his doorknob on the outside was significantly bent and someone has been closing doors in their apartment very, very quietly.]

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Security--? [ It's not quite his bag, but he won't say that. Reggie knows better than to shoot opportunities and connections in the foot recklessly. ] Who got you that gig?

Look, I'm no wimp, I can do it. [ Probably. Maybe. ] ... Yeah, some. Does football count as experience?

...It's good work. [He nods] I know, I'd prefer something different too, but they seem reluctant to hire people like you and me for anything that actually ...makes sense.

[At that he smiles. And it's probably the most genuine smile] I used to play linebacker believe it or not. For my school.

Okay, okay. I'll give it a shot. [ At least temporarily, though he's hesitant if only because it's not clear what kind of "security" work is being discussed. Reggie's not quite a sadist, but it's true he could use whatever tips he can get when it comes to fighting; the black eye's proof of that.] When you say hurting people, how bad are we talking?

[ But, on the slightly more neutral side of this conversation: ]

Running back.

[What keeps him going is the realization that John Garrett would be proud of him. Desperately proud of him.]

Nothing worse then leaving a few guys laid out while you go pave the way for a touch down.

Besides I think the way this place seems to be self defense classes should also be readily available.

what's your name kid?

[ Good comparison. He nods his head, considering that and finding it acceptable for now. ]

No kidding. Like any of us can trust a bunch of overpowered jocks to use it all responsibly -- I can just imagine all the poor suckers too weak to even know how to clench a fist. [ Not that he really feels for them; he's got his own problems. ] It's Reggie. Reggie Mantle.

...This'll be more then brawling. It's about control, discipline. That's what the rest of these people don't understand. Gives you focus, and helps you achieve what you really want.

[He nods] Grant Ward.

You can call me Ward.

They have you going to school here?

I can dig it. Anything that helps me achieve that's worth knowing.

[ "Anything" may be a bit extreme, but overall he means that. There's security in feeling like he has some control over his life, even if he's nowhere near home. That's a good thing. ]

Sure thing, Ward. I don't care what you call me s'long as it's not "kid." [ After a pause, he nods. ] Heropa High.

We'll make due.

[Heropa High] ...Is high school still shit?

It'll be shit until the end of time -- but it's not all bad. I know how to make it livable. And popularity helps.

[ He tends to imagine he's more popular than he really is, but y'know. Being good at sports does help. ]

Smarter then me. I had other priorities however. [Not that he'll be honest about it. Still nice clean cut high school kid?

Here's hoping he had something, somethings in his past, something to exploit even as Ward rubs a hand over his eyes. Just security]

[ Plenty there to exploit indeed, although Reggie is so far doing his best to hide that fact. He doesn't even want to let himself acknowledge his own role in the zombie outbreak that's going on back home in Riverdale. ]

Yeah, I bet. Military school sounds like a real drag.

[He shrugs]

School's a drag.

Yeah, but military school's the one where they're always threatenin' to send you if you really screw up.

I chose to go.

[His family was that bad]

Glutton for punishment, huh?

[long pause]

Sure. [He smiles] Let's go with that.

I'll be in touch kid.

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