[b]Reggie - The Pub - Enrique/Hazel/Nicolas/Sylar[/b]

Reggie stared at Enrique momentarily. He wanted Enrique to think he was neutral on the idea. "The key word there being [i]help[/i]. That's not to say we couldn't use a guy like you. Outpost is lacking in men with prior experience. They're a soft group, too caught up in the luxuries we've provided them." As everyone shuffled into the kitchen, Reggie pointedly stayed in the hallway with Enrique. "... If you have to rough some of them up, then so be it. Just don't make a big show of it. The council probably won't like what I have in mind for the scouts." With that, Reggie followed into the kitchen while everyone waited for the return of Jerry.

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Hours had passed and the street outside was barely visible under moonlight. The group had buried their dead friend and disposed of the corpses of the gang members before coming inside to enjoy a meal Hazel had surprisingly prepared all on her own. Now, Hazel was in the process of handing out room keys while Reggie pulled his scouts to the side of the kitchen, Thomas, Bex, and Enrique included. "We've lost someone today," Reggie said, looking into the eyes of each and every one of his men. "It's not a new experience for us, but it is one that I can't stand for any longer. The other council members have not seen what we go through every time we leave those walls. We risk our lives to give our community what is little more than gifts. We give and we give yet none of them understand. They think we aren't as necessary as their [i]comfort[/i]. While they've allowed us to expand our group today, who knows when they will vote against me to give us the shaft? From this day on, we forget what the council thinks and become a true fighting force that loses [i]no[/i] men."

Reggie reached out and gave the men standing beside him- Phon and Luke- a squeeze on the shoulder. "Never forget Ben. I'd like a moment of silence." Reggie closed his eyes, and he trusted the scouts to do the same. He knew Myriah would not like the idea of the scouts seeking out this gang, but it was for the ultimate good. They not only had an obligation to Outpost, but an obligation to Hazel and her hotel. This gang- these [i]raiders[/i]- had to be taken down. Besides, what did Myriah know? What did [i]any[/i] of them know? All they had to show for their leadership was discord and mutiny. Reggie knew how to lead and knew what was necessary. "You're all free to rest now. Talk to the girl if you're confused where you're sleeping."

As the scouts began to split off, Luke turned to Reggie. "I was talking to the guy who that gang was tracking," he said. "Said his name was Nicolas and that he was just looking for a place to stay. I was thinking we take him back to Outpost."

Reggie nodded his consent. "And talk to the girl about leaving her a radio. It'd be nice if we could use this place as a new outpost." Luke nodded and walked away, leaving Reggie to seek out Sylar. When he eventually found the man, Reggie gave him a sympathetic look. "I hear Meghan'll be all right. She's going to be bedridden for a while, but Hazel said she'll watch her as long as she needs it..." Reggie gave a long pause, examining the look on Sylar's face. "I imagine you might want to stay with her, and that's all right, but my men and I have to leave tomorrow morning... I felt now was a good time to tell you that I wanted you to join the scouts. I was impressed today." Reggie smiled, hoping Sylar would at least consider the offer.

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[b]Myriah - Outpost/Counsellor Cottage - Matt[/b]

Myriah brightened. "That's wonderful! We only have Richard for sign language and Sarah for French. I was thinking of asking Sylar to help as well, but..." Myriah nodded. "Well, anyway, would you be willing to teach? You could always try assisting? I'm sure Richard and Sarah will have their hands full." If things continued the way they were, that was undoubtedly not going to be true, but Myriah could dream.

"I just want to foster a true community. A place where all of us can feel important and safe."