Tell them what I hoped would be impossible // Private

[Leafwing12]

He frowned. “Yes. But they claim to have reasons. I say let them believe what they want just to humor them.” Akande mutered

[dannychan]

he hummed. “they’ll realise what they’re doing eventually and realise how stupid they sounded denying it.” he said and looked up at him before holding out a hand. “i’m york.”

[Leafwing12]

Akande shook his hand. “You already seem familiar with my name.” He said

[dannychan]

he nodded. “yeah.. Akande Ogundimu, doomfist, the owner of a massive prostethic-technology empire.. who wouldn’t know your name?” he said and smiled slightly, one hand touching his own leg a bit self consciously.

[Leafwing12]

He smiked. “Fair enough.” He said. He then looked him over. “You have potential to be something great. I can tell.”’he said

[dannychan]

he blushed darker, but it wasn’t hugely visible. he smiled slightly. “thank you, sir, that means a lot coming from you..”

[Leafwing12]

Akande smiked. “Keep yo your training and don’t let anyone push you around and you’ll make a fine soldier.” He said.

[dannychan]

he blinked. “oh.. is that what we’re doing? i’ve already had testing..”

[Leafwing12]

Akande bkinked. “That’s what everyone in here is doing. Remember though, York. It never hurts to practice. You’ll always want to keep your ighting skills sharp. You’ll never want to give the enemy the upper hand.” Akande said

[dannychan]

he nodded and hesitastes, looking at his belt and pressing a button on it. his pack seemed to unfold, engulfing him like the spider-man suit, a gun lifted over his shoulder on a rod, and he grabbed it, the gun seeming to charge for a second before the rod retracted. “it’s.. kind of difficult to practice with this.” everyone seemed to be staring in awe. “no way!” one person said and people seemed to crowd around to bet a look.

[s]should jack walk in and be like “what the FUCK”