Alvin pulled Chief George and Duke to a spot far from the Mutant Union's entrance and chatted with them for a while...
Only after Alvin felt the tension at the entrance beginning to fade did he stop rambling and spread his hands toward Chief George. "Where were we?"
Then Alvin looked at Duke, who was wearing a sharp-looking uniform, and grinned. "You came all by yourself? What about Anna? Did you send her to prison?"
Duke shook his head helplessly. He stepped forward and hugged Alvin, who had walked five hundred meters to welcome him. "Anna's in the car. With her belly that big, it's really not convenient for her to walk around...
Buddy, can you forget what I said that day? I was just venting, and I got punished for it..."
Chief George looked at the crowd that had gathered in front of the Mutant Union's little storefront. He tapped Alvin on the arm; Alvin was still dragging his feet instead of leaving. "Shouldn't we head over? Let's see who comes to register as mutants...
Duke's squad needs some fresh blood. After the Battle of New York, they looked at plenty of candidates, but none of them made it through training. Hopefully, they'll have better luck this time..."
Alvin shrugged nonchalantly and smiled. "Then let's go have a look. I hope you find some good prospects...
The first ones to show up will probably be people who need protection. But if you're really serious, they might be the best candidates!
Think about that Kindergarten security guard. Sometimes, an ability doesn't have to directly hurt someone to be useful. Some unusual abilities can come in handy at just the right moment..."
Chief George nodded in agreement. Then he patted Duke on the shoulder and grinned. "You handle this. Don't feel