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Kyle looks to the Teenager. He blinks before turning to the robot to translate for him. He'd turn to the other that understands sign language but the Android sounds nicer. But, reasons for his choice aside, he ends up signing out "Got something to say kid?". He makes doubly sure to point at Jesse to make sure that the message got to the person he intended. He'd probably express indignity at being force to work with a kid if he didn't just assume it was one of those deals where they're really 10,000 years old.

Kyle nods to the jumped up robot's idea. He begins signing "Yes, that would work quite well." He pauses a moment and thinks. "So do you all have wepons?"

Kyle points to the two that answered affirmative before giving a thumbs up and miming speaking. Most likely to indicate that they can in fact speak sign language. Or maybe they are good to eat. It's probably the former though.

The man, Kyle, takes a breath. He holds it for quite the time before putting away his phone and covering his face. He breaths out and then removes his hands. He thinks for a moment before making some gestures that can be interpreted as him asking "Sign Language?".

The man nods and types something to himself. He then deletes it and types out something completely different. Well, I'm Kyle. I'm a private contractor of sorts. Also, I only talk over the phone so if I could have your phone numbers... or equivalent things. He rather presumptuously holds out his hand to collect any that are written down.

The councillor would be quite perplexed to note that somehow the man is hiding a full length shotgun of most likely antiqudated design compared to her. The man himself nods at the explanation from Mar. He does take time to turn to Alexandria and tilt his head. He types out a single word. Robot?

The well dressed man stares. He closes his eyes and takes a breath before typing once again. Are you at least the kind that makes like, sentry turrets and stuff?

The well dressed man nods and begins typing again. He seems to do this a lot with the speed at which his fingers move over the screen. He pauses and sighs before apparently deleting what he was writing. He eventually settles on something as he holds up the phone for the others once again. Yeah, some chick in a tank top told me and the orc. So who are you guys then?

A man walks into the appropriate house and looks around at the presumably gathered people there. He looks around at them for a moment before shrugging, apparently deciding to get their attention. One can tell he's decided to do this because he puts two fingers in his mouth and whistling loudly. Looking at him proper on may be drawn to notice his fine manner of dress, it's black and red color scheme, or possibly the fact that he's wearing a fedora. He quickly types something up one what some may call a "Smartphone" before holding it up so those gathered can read the screen. The phone is red and the screen reads as follows: Is this where people wanting to get off world meet up?

Yo, I'm one of the guys that played on Bay12.