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Teams? Actually this probably could work towards his advantage. Earn the respect of the team. Rise in the ranks together. Get to the top. No more worrying about or maybe really he should say less worrying about pipsqueaks coming in trying to kill him.

He just had to earn their trust and not want him dead, instead they’d work so well together they’d want to stick together. Unlike the others he wasn’t so averse to working in a team as the others. Because he was use to it in the Exorcism Society.

He could do this. Yeah it wouldn’t be as simple as that, but they gave him the opportunity to game the system. You bet your ass he would. He didn’t bother too much about the dead guy, all he did was inhale then slowly exhale his smoke towards the ceiling of his cigarette.

Oh this was this girl earlier, drinking something he was sure people should not be drinking. When he saw the flower in the pot he took a second as it instantly grew. Nice. He knew spells too. Kimber wasn’t sure if he was suppose to take the pot, but he hadn’t gotten anyone gifts for this event.

If he had known that he’d take whatever shit trunk space he had and loaded it up. Because Santa would want to deliver presents in a sports car he believed. 

“So teams, that’s new, sounds like one of those bottom of the barrel ideas they scraped from the bottom to change the dynamic of things,” Kimber mentions to her, as he’s taking off his watch. It cost him forty dollars, but looked like it could have cost him hundreds,. He handed it to her, “Remind me I have to get you a gift and hold onto that for a while until I do.”

“Mind you I am not complaining, unlike some of these freaks, I know how to work in a team,” Kimber tells her, “Maiden of Bones, huh. That’s cool. Wasn’t expecting plants though. Silver Prowler, but just call me Kimber when we’re not doing  anything important. Way too formal for me in this kind of scenario..”

He takes a look around. The loud Japanese Stereotype began to laugh loud enough everybody could damn hear her. All eyes were on her, oh at least that’s what he expected. Tentacles bursted out from her back and Kimber kind of laughed.

“Guess she produces her own hentai too,” Kimber tells Maiden of the Bones with a laugh, “Japan, am I right?”

Kimber sighs, when someone ask if you have questions that’s when everyone gets chatty. Trying to get this crowd earlier to talk was like they had just recently gotten out of a coma. Kimber feels like he’s black in the classroom of school, when the kids all huddle together in their groups after their teachers called them names and lined them up in a group.

“Yeah,” Kimber raises his hand, “Teach, what’s pay going to be like? Is it shared? Separate?”