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Ferris nodded. He was used to machine shops. Before he joined the marine corps, he would run errands for his dad, who owned a repair shop back in Mesa. He entered before Himiko, and the starling familiarity took him slightly aback. Abandoned parts littered the ground, sparks shot from the front of the van where Bobby and Talon were working. "Hey!" Ferris called, and the welding abruptly stopped.
"Who goes?" called one of the men.
"A new recruit. I'm Ferris."
A couple of heads peeked out from the front of the van. "Oh. Hey! I'm Bobby." A man came around to meet them. He was of average build, and a thin goatee. "This is Talon." The other guy was definitely a kid. About 5'10", thin as a rail, with an angsty expression and a few acne scars.
"Who goes?" called one of the men.
"A new recruit. I'm Ferris."
A couple of heads peeked out from the front of the van. "Oh. Hey! I'm Bobby." A man came around to meet them. He was of average build, and a thin goatee. "This is Talon." The other guy was definitely a kid. About 5'10", thin as a rail, with an angsty expression and a few acne scars.