[b]Outpost[/b] The scouts returned to Outpost with little fanfare. Although the community was grateful for the supplies, this exchange had been in place long enough that Outpost had come to see the scouts less a a luxury and more of a common way of life. Thomas and his friends were introduced to the council, but their introduction was muted by the news that Ben had been lost. Still, this didn't seem to sway the people eager to join the scouts in order to protect their home. Reggie had decided to keep it a secret from them and the council that their plans had changed toward eliminating the gang at the art museum. Of both the old and new recruits, only Thomas and Rudy were interested in the language classes, though Rudy was only interested in sign language for Elliot's sake. Bex and Enrique would have followed Thomas, but the man had told them it was better they concentrate their time on the scouts. Reggie had promoted Enrique to help train them, after all. Rumors began to spread about Matt and his dissatisfaction with Outpost's council. The guy was a charmer and relatively well-liked, so the rumors never turned malicious. While the community looked up to Reggie, many of them were scared of the man. Many were dissatisfied with his ideas, but no one wanted to say anything. How could they possibly question the man that saved them? Like Myriah, many in the community simply believed that everything would work out. Of course, not everyone was so willing to sit quietly... --- [b]Rudy - Outpost/Classroom - Matt[/b] Richard had called for a break. He had looked upon his class of diminishing students and realised that this was a bad idea. Rudy could see it plainly on his face. While Sarah's class had maintained a steady number of students for the past three days, Richard's class had lost more than they gained. Myriah had been hoping this would open the door to starting a school of sorts in Outpost, but these classes were throwing wrenches into her plans. With a heavy sigh, Rudy stood up to talk his friend, Elliot. He was about to sign to the boy when Elliot glared at him, which was the equivalent of being told to fuck off if Elliot talked. He had been in a bad mood for days and he was taking it out on Rudy and Richard. It wouldn't be long before Elliot stopped showing up to these classes as well. Forced to give Elliot space, Rudy instead made his way for Matt, who was also sort of Rudy's friend? The guy spoke with him, so that was fucking good enough for Rudy. He sat down next to Matt and rolled his eyes. "What a joke this turned out to be," Rudy said. "Outpost is fucking all over the place. Reggie's changing his plans on the fly and Myriah is too focused on what's immediately important to her. No wonder people are talking." It was then that Thomas decided to pull a chair up and sit across from Matt. "People [i]are[/i] talking, aren't they?" he said with a bit of a smirk. Rudy frowned at him. Thomas didn't seem to be a very interesting guy. He was nice, dutiful, and quiet most of the time. He hadn't spoken of his daughter since three days ago. Rudy had no idea what to really think of the guy. "It doesn't really concern us," Rudy interjected. "No matter what people think of Reggie, we're still his scouts." Thomas stared for a moment, but eventually shrugged. "I suppose. But... Matt, right? I'm still new around here, so I thought you might be able to give me a good idea of the state of things. You seem to know exactly what's going on." --- [b]Reggie - Outpost - Sylar[/b] Only three days in, and the scouts had doubled in number. Reggie was overjoyed at this, even if he wasn't sure about some of the new recruits being women. Could they really muster up the strength he needed out in the field? He decided it would be best to give those few to Enrique; The man was thankfully as tough as he said he was. The veteran members of the group didn't exactly need the extra training. A few of them did, but Reggie realized he was wasting time keeping all of the scouts in Outpost. It was for that reason he eventually approached Sylar with a proposal. "I trust you," Reggie started off with. "And I know you care about Meghan, so I have an idea." Reggie placed a hand on Sylar's shoulder and moved him away from where the other scouts were running drills. "Myriah's probably asked you about assisting with her classes, but I need you to forget about that. We need someone to check out the art museum and get a good idea of the state of things. How many people they have exactly, their schedule, their formations. I don't expect you to find out everything, but right now we're blind." Reggied turned away, his eyes on the group of scouts. "I'll let you lead and I'll give you a handful of my veterans. You can use The Pub as a base of operations so you can even check up on Meghan. She can assist you if she's up for it, but I'm sure I don't have to tell you not to push her."