[It’s no secret that 76 spends a lot of his free time in the dojo, and now that they’re back on the moon base, he sees no reason not to continue doing just that. The excuse is that he needs to keep his skills sharp, but the truth of it is that he can’t stay idle for long. It’s not in his nature.

The prompt that greets him when he returns to the dojo, however, has him balking. This place has already been in his head once, and hell if he’ll let them do it again—but it’s a little too late for that, because a location has already come to mind, and the door is opening for him.

It’s not as bad as he thought, except for the painful reminder of something that’s presumably lost. The Egyptian tomb is the last place he was before arriving here, and it’s only the inner room that manifests, the sitting area and worktables and consoles still intact. It’s quiet, and dark, and he likes it a little more than he thinks he should.

Once the room is established, he can’t help but go back and forth to it a few times, leaving plenty of opportunity for prying eyes to peek inside.]

[After 76 makes a cursory shopping trip around town and to Fantasy Costco, picking up some miscellania and talking to the blacksmiths about various armor upgrades, he finds himself in the Artificer’s office, cashing in his token from the last mission.

While he’s around, he decides to page through a few books, though he isn’t quite sure what he’s looking for—only that he thinks he’ll know it when he finds it. He doesn’t really consider himself a library guy, and he looks more than a little bit out of place, still wearing his tactical gear, now with a large mirrored shield in tow. He’s accumulated a few volumes, and he’s currently grumbling to himself while surveying the shelves of books for more.]

Hey, you.

[Yes, you. You look a little more at home in a library than he does, but then again, that’s not exactly hard to do.]

Hold these for a second.

[Did you want an armful of books? Too bad, here it comes.]

[Given the circumstances of his arrival, 76’s first impression of the Director is that she was not to be trusted, and he’d spent most of the first month on the moon base trying to acclimate himself to the location, gleaning what information he could without dealing with the Director, well, directly. Now that their first mission is complete, however, and the Bureau seems to be doing what they claim to be doing (not that he knows much about any of this magic business), he’s a little more amenable to answering the Director’s summons.

Besides, he might want to see how they ultimately take care of these Relics, when all is said and done.

As he’s wont to do, 76 hangs back, slightly away from the other Reclaimers, watching the process intently. When the lights start, he doesn’t flinch, and it’s difficult to read just what he thinks of all this—in fact, when it’s over, he seems more interested in your opinion.]

That was something, huh?

[In the aftermath he finds himself with a cup of coffee that he’s not really drinking. It’s clear that his thoughts are still on the destruction of the Relic and the device that took care of it.]

[Hit me up for anything you want. 76 likes to TRAIN AND FIGHT so if you’re looking to spar or boost some combat skills or need a Test of Initiation partner I’m super happy to set something up. You can find me on plurk at whitticus.]