Calvin took a moment to apprise Mondatta, and was pleased with what he saw. “Someone’s gotta know what’s going on. We can’t all be left in the dark like this.” He was calmer now, and took a moment to look over Mondatta, his eyes gleaming as he examined the exo-suit. “Beautiful craftsmanship on this thing. I don’t get any of the technological shit, but the suit itself is well-made. You can’t take it off, can you?” Calvin took a moment to chew on his lip. “I’m sure I could make something better, at least on the outside. Still, they knew what they were doing.” Talking about his craft grounded Calvin, and he was aware that sometimes he got a bit too involved in the subject. “Sorry. There’s a person under there, of course. My name’s Calvin. Mondatta, right? It’s good to meet you.” Calvin extended his gauntleted hand firmly.

	Then the blood donor spoke up, and Calvin felt his own blood boil. “Oh my god. ‘Frickin language’? Give me a fucking break.” Calvin stepped forward, his face hardening. “Wrapping yourself up in some fucking bandages and being the Infinite blood donor doesn’t mean you get to shit on everyone who isn’t a fucking vampire. I’ve seen people who can barely breathe in this place, so don’t you fucking dare try and call me an idiot for being-“

	Another, smaller bandaged girl in a large black coat and bare feet stepped between Calvin and Ice. ."[color=ed1c24]Please be advised, the following presentation, has been approved for a mature audience only[/color]." The recorder spoke before being fast forward to another line." [color=ed1c24]Please retain an air of calm control during public speaking.[/color]" Calvin stepped back, incredulous, but she had a point. He was suddenly aware of the people surrounding him, and as he realized that, his anger dissipated in a rapid fashion. He turned back to Ice. “Chill the fuck out, Ice.” The words were terse, but not openly aggressive. “These people have better shit to worry about than two idiots losing their minds. Are we good?” He removed his glove, and offered his hand, waiting for a shake. 

	Once that had been resolved, he turned to look down the hall. “The bear said something about a theatre? We should probably head over, might find out something of use.” Calvin suddenly realized how little he knew of what was going on. It was terrifying. After a moment, he began to move down the hall. He ducked his head into the break room to see the Infinite Free Runner lounging, in a pose too pretty to be comfortable. Taking a deep breath, Calvin ducked into the room. “Hey, not trying to be an ass, but I’m pretty sure we should get going-“ 

	His stomach betrayed him, emitting a low rumble. “Jeez. Guess some food won’t do no harm.” He ducked into the fridge and grabbed an apple. “Calvin. You’re…. Felix, right? Some parkour dude?” He took a bite. “I’m headed down. Thanks for pointing this out, man.” Calvin turned, and kept moving. 

	When he had been visiting Axis Mundi, and even when he had been placed there for his own injuries, Calvin had done his best to avoid other Infinites and their ilk. Although he was proud of his ability, and recognized the value of others’, he still found it difficult, as many Infinites do, to understand the many eccentricities that came with those who were dubbed some of the “best in the world”.  Now, it looked like he had little choice.

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