[center][h3] Michael and Franklin [/h3]
Level 3- (26/30) EXP / Level 2- (13/20) EXP 
Location: Peach's Castle, Kitchen
Wordcount: 585 [/center]
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Michael and Franklin continued their conversation, exchanging some small talk as they waited for the food to be finished. When Blazermate offered them the chance to try out the teleporter she and Ratchet had been working on, the two turned to face them. After a moment of thought, Michael spoke up. [color=00aeef]"Thanks, but not yet. You should probably test it on something to make sure its safe for people to go through."[/color] Franklin nodded, agreeing with Michael's statement. While they were both interested in the idea of a working teleporter, neither of them were brave enough to step in it yet, not before knowing for certain that it was safe.

The two turned away, continuing their conversation for a bit longer before a dinner bell rang, and the two turned to look at the wide array of food laid out on the countertop, now complete. [color=00aeef]"Oh, thank God, I'm starving."[/color] Michael got up, taking a plate and filling it with as much food as he could fit onto it. Franklin got up after, taking a more reasonable amount of food before sitting down. 

They continued to eat, looking up as they noticed the map that Bowser, someone Michael assumed to be his son, and another creature that he didn't recognize brought in. The two turned to look at it, studying it. [color=00aeef]"Well, that's useful. Good find, uh...whoever found it."[/color] The map, while not very detailed, gave an overall view of the world they had found themselves in. Michael could recognize the castle, and based on the path they had taken, he could safely assume that the location marked 1-1 was the place that they had originally woken up in. Soon after, Bowser announced that he was going on an expedition to fix up racing karts from the scrapyard. Michael turned to Franklin. [color=00aeef]"You're pretty good with cars, right? Maybe you should go. It'll give you a chance to meet the others, too."[/color]

Franklin looked at the map, considering it for a moment. Finally, he gave a single nod. [color=39b54a]"Yeah, sure. What about you?"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"Me? I'm gonna enjoy my meal."[/color]

Franklin merely rolled his eyes as Michael got up to get some more food, having finished his plate. Franklin had finished his own food long before, not being as hungry due to having a big breakfast back in Los Santos. Getting up, he walked over to Bowser, pausing to think of what to say, before realizing that the big lizard probably had no idea who he was. [color=39b54a]"Uh...hey, I'm Franklin. I'm Michael's friend. Anyways, I know a few things about cars, so I might as well come along."[/color]

While Franklin went to take to Bowser, Michael returned to the table, carrying a new plate of food with him. The newcomer from before soon entered, introducing himself as Gene. Michael raised his hand to wave at him. [color=00aeef]"Michael. Welcome aboard."[/color] 

Soon after, the Centurion began to discuss his plans, and Michael turned to look at him. He could certainly agree with the man's statement, although he doubted that Galeem had entrails to begin with. [color=00aeef]"Well, if we're heading to the..."Land of Adventure"[/color] Michael said, with air quotes, [color=00aeef]"It looks like there's a small village or something in that area. So we could probably start there."[/color] He paused to take a bite of his vegetable kebab. [color=00aeef]"I'm not sure if we should split up, though. Might be better to stick together, for now. Either way, we should wait and see if they find anything useful at the scrapyard."[/color]