[b] He looks at the group of 3.[/b] "Mmhm. Come on in." [b] He widens the doorway into the house. A black hardwoods floor hallway leads into a living room with more black floors, swords on racks on the walls, a flat screen TV on the far wall, and white leather couches around the room. [/b] "You guys want something to drink?"
"Mm hm." [b] He grabs a water and sits down on the couch, still shirtless as Trinity stares.[/b] "JT, NWH. Diana, NWH. Derek, swordsman, NWH. Although your new."
"He's the only one. We have a few cyborgs who fight with the blades in their arms and elbows, but that's all. They fight more like a fisticuffs fighter too."
"Well, we could use some trainers for our military. I'd like to offer you a position in our ranks. I'm thinking... Lieutenant, as you seem like an excellent fighter. What do you say?"
[spoiler]lmao, you can get a higher rank if you want, just seems a bit odd to offer general or co leader immediately[/spoiler]
"Sorry man, I don't normally play well with others. Team sports aren't normally my thing. I can be an associate if you'd like, but I'm not a fan of answering to anybody."