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Takamaru

Luka approaching caused Saria to Caw, alerting Tk to his presence. "Hm, oh, hey luka." he replied to the other trainer. well there goes his idea about him and Henrietta's night on the town. "Yea, she probably invited the other's too" he said, folding his hands behind his head.

Henrietta answered the door.

"Hey Henrietta." he stepped inside, and continued walking. wandering around the new area that was Henrietta's house. sure he was nervouss around new people, but that didn't stop him from exploring.

"Ne ne, Henrietta, any body else here yet?" he called from what he guessed was the living room.

"Upstairs," Henrietta said as she turned and went after Takamaru, catching him by the wrist. She really didn't want them walking in on her parents. Not that they were doing anything embarrassing, she just wanted to avoid any sort of scene.

She'd lead them that way as she smiled and nodded to Luka and told them that Salieri was here and, unless they decided not to head straight there, eventually they'd all reach her room - which had been described in a previous post.

While waiting for Henrietta, Sal had been playing around with her ability, hardening the skin on her hands into an armor again. There was barely a visible difference, save for it's slightly darker color tone. But in feel, the difference was drastic.

As soon as Henrietta's door swung open again, Salieri looked up from her seated position at Luka. "Oh, hey Luka. Takamaru." Her hands were hidden behind her back as she concentrated on turning her skin back to normal. She would show them, probably, but it wasn't something she wanted to have them walk in on.

Salieri recalled only having a conversation with Luka once before, when he found an amnesiac Henrietta at the train yard in Nacrene City. He seemed mild mannered, save for his drive to uncover the truth behind Henrietta's accident. Sal felt pretty neutral towards him.

She knew Takamaru a little better than that. They had met when she first arrived at Lenora's gym, and then she saw him again in the Pinwheel Forest fighting against Team Plasma. For somebody so young, he had a lot of guts. Salieri could respect that. But did Henrietta really expect him to get involved with Team Plasma again? He's just a kid, more so than the rest of us...

This protective instinct was foreign to her. But then again, she always had a softer spot for kids, even if she could still be harsh with them.

"Henrietta wants to start a club," Sal explained to Luka and TK. "An anti Team Plasma club." Then she turned her head to Henrietta. "That's basically it, right?"

Henrietta could hear someone at the door, which was a good thing. She couldn't make out the words, which was also probably a good thing. Releasing Takamaru she'd hold up one finger to indicate that they should wait and then she moved downstairs and opened the door.

"Wayne, hello." She stepped aside to let him in and pointed toward the stairs. "My room is up there." He literally couldn't miss it. At the top of the stairs, her door was almost literally right across from it and currently open so he'd be able to see everyone else as well.

Henrietta followed Wayne into the room and made sure to usher everyone inside before closing the door behind her.

"Okay," she began and then stopped. She'd called everyone here for a meeting but where did you begin? She wasn't much of a public speaker but she found her words after closing her eyes and taking a breath.

"Last night I was approached by someone from Team Plasma. He had a warning, we back off or something terrible will happen. They mean business." She surveyed the room, studied faces. What had seconds ago seemed like potential for silliness was about to get a whole lot serious.

"I don't believe in abandoning my friends, so if any of you are going to keep going I will too. But, if we oppose Team Plasma any more we could end up dead. So right here is probably your last chance to back out. To head home, or to look the other way when you see them from now on."

"Tch." Sal sat crosslegged next to Wayne, her arms folded and a small pout on her face. Was Henrietta really still trying to fight Team Plasma? Each time any of them had battled Team Plasma, it was out of unfortunate circumstance. Salieri liked a good fight, sure, but she wasn't looking for trouble. As long as trouble didn't come to her.

"If you go looking for trouble, it bites backs twice as hard." That's something she learned from getting into fights as a kid. "Trying to start a fight with crazy people who want you out of their business is looking for trouble. Trying to start a fight with Team Plasma will get you killed."

Salieri jabbed a thumb at her chest. "I only fought those guys, like, twice. Accidentally. Because they were in my way. As long as they aren't in my business, then I don't care. They get in my way again, well that's another story. If you're trying to be a hero then count me out. That's not my thing, I'm trying to be a gym leader. Heroism is...naive."

The Battle Girl's amber eyes avoided the group. That may have been too harsh to open the responses with. "But, I don't want to see you get hurt." She coughed then sat back up, smirking to herself and curling her fingers to examine her nails. "I mean, you're bound to get yourself into something stupid. And then it'll be up to me to save you, of course."

She sighed and pointed to Henrietta. "If you need my help, then I've got your back." Her eyes narrowed a little bit, and her smirk was replaced by a tight lipped scowl. "But if I die because of you, I am so going to beat you up."

Takamaru

Tk didnt complain at being lead toward a different room, and did as was told and stayed put when Henrietta went to let Wayne in. He greeted Sal in his usual enthusiastic and childish greeting. same to Wayne by calling his nickname WL.

The topic of plasma came up, and Just like Sal, hed fought Plasma only twice. once on impulse and the second too get him a badge. Hardly heroic.

At anyother time Tk would have taken the time to argue with Sal about whether or not being a Hero was naive or not, but he'd save that for another time. instead, he brought up another point.

"fighting plasma's cool and all, but arnt they like crazy strong? we've only fought the lower ranked guys. i don't know about you guys but ive personally almost died like.." he took a second to count the times on his fingers. "four times." Lancer nodded in agreement.