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"Heck Yeah!" Bob exclaimed, already getting excited before clearing his throat and trying to compose himself better. He snags the money envelopes and tosses Talia's to her while pocketing his own. "Yeah, I got the perfect place. No worries. Hey... when I ran away from home, I had a chance to empty my bank account of my allowance... do you have something like that that you can do... or need to pick up your stuff? We should probably do that first, if there's still time."

He turns to Manny, Showing his excitement and childish glee in his eyes before he slips the mask back on over his head. "See you soon! We'll get this all worked out." Bob would head for the window, then pause. Reaching down, he turns off the boots, and then extends his elbow in a formal gesture to Talia to take her arm, prepared to take the stairs like a normal person. "Sorry, the boots make the stairs and exorcise in patience... which isn't my strong suite."

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Bob stood, giving his best confident and assured pose. "You don't have to go back. People are scared to do what it takes to get away from situations because they might lose everything and become homeless. But look at me!" He strikes a 'I am awesome" pose. "I make this lifestyle look Gooood." He laughs at himself a litte, but then his smile goes back to being reassuring. "But seriously, I got your back. Even if we have to fight the whole world, you have the Jersy Devil at your side. Plus you got a Job, and friends now. And you can always crash at my place."

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Bob was preparing cocky comments and comebacks, as well as a string of compliments to Talia..... then he saw her pale face, and things started making sense in his head. Parents weren't really a subject of talk between them yet. It seemed like a topic that they both wanted to avoid to keep the fun going. But he had seen that kind of look on the face of some of his friends when parents were called, and he figured he knew where this might be heading. There always seemed to be two kinds of rich parents... the ones that didn't care about their kids, and just threw money at them so the parents could continue their work, or play, or drugs, or whatever else they did. That's how his parents were. Then there were the ones that dominated their kids. Molding and training them, often abusively, into what the parents wanted them to be. It's those parents that usually brought on the look Talia wore.

When Talia dropped to her knees, Bob went to her, taking off his mask and dropping it to the floor, placing and arm protectively over her shoulders. "Hey, it's alright. We can get you decked out. I know some stores we can get a good deal on costumes and stuff. And you don't have to see your parents if you don't want to..." He turned to Manny with look that said *isn't that right, Boss*

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That's perfect! I was just about to come and apologize for the delay on our part. Happy Holidays 🥰

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The Jersey Devil got the notification of the email as he checked in on the homeless, and on his secret stash of stuff at the abandoned building. Maybe another gig? He was worried that their boss, might have overdone it, and would be having to quit. Good things had a tendency not to last around him. (thought from a kid who barely experienced anything long lived regardless). Popping on his music, "I gotta Feeling" by the Black eyed peas, Bob leapt off the building with his spring step and vaulted across the roof tops. he loved the feel of the straps fluttering behind him. Bounce, handspring, flip and twirl as Talia had instructed, land... almost perfectly, roll, and back up to the next ledge. He'd get it eventually. His last spring sent him low, sailing down to *Twack* against the side of the building across the street, claws digging into the ledge of the window, black glass eyes staring in at Manny's appartment.

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no rush. we have been busy too

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I think that sets us up for what comes next

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For the next couple days. The pair would spend their time together. Talia teaching Bob about the grace and fluidity of dance, while Bob helped Talia with the quick reaction and physics of Parkour. At night, they would crash at Talia's apartment, and during the day they would be among the rooftops, bouncing and leaping, and spinning. Bob would also bring up the idea of the Performer maybe getting a mask to cover her identity, especially if they were going to get the attention of the media, and she was worried about people finding out who she was. Bob would also make an appearance as the Jersey Devil at the abandoned building to deliver some random food and clothes he scrounged up to the homeless that lived there, just to keep his reputation up with them.

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The Jersey Devil nods back to the cop, then turns to Talia. There is a long pause from the freak in the mask before he gives a childish fist pump. "Fuck Yeah!! We Did it!!" Then he seems to realize where he is and clears his throat, straightening out his clothes. "Yeah, we should probably get out of here. I'd offer you a ride, or to come over to celebrate... but I don't have either of those..." He scratches the back of his head sheepishly. He turns around heading for the back door but stops, thinking for a moment before he turns back to Talia. "You got some kick ass moves... I don't suppose... I mean.. if it's not like a trade secret or somthing..something... and if you wanted... and if I don't disgust you.. and I mean.... well... could you teach me som of that?" He waves his hands indicating all of her, not really meaning the implications of indicating her body. His mind was slightly blinded by the thoughts of combining her dance moves with his parkour, and not for the superhero business, but for the sheer thrill of sport.

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I'm sure there's going to be a little back and forth between us before leaving, and maybe after? Should we do that IC or could you like to fast forward this and she and I can do that privately and let you know what we do. (Not dirty stuff, don't worry)