Hearing Kuzma's suggestion, it made Daisy inspired and excited in a way before she suddenly ran back to their house and then came back with a few portfolios, but it was then that she pulled a large rolled-up piece of paper that seemed to be her current work in progress and showed it to us:
"This is so sick! Did you know that I just started making this a week ago?!"
Kuzma's eyes just widened, "What. The. Fuck. This is what I had in mind!"
In any case, even I was excited from such a design because instead of just a pair of wings that would start from his back and end on his wrists, there were two other smaller pairs where the first one would wrap around his abdominals while the other would go straight down and finish by his quads.
It was a fucking metal tattoo that had literal metal instead of feathery wings and it was a little homage to Kuzma's side job from the cockpit arena.
For some reason, the rest of us were already being ignored but this was just too much of a coincidence to act like it was nothing.
'If something sparked between the two, it would be just icing on the cake...'
Kuzma barely knew people from our fold and even though he was a solid member of Artem's group, he needed more people to be acquainted with so he wouldn't be as isolated in the first few days or weeks for being the new kids in the block. However, it was also important to note to not force out interactions but what's happening right now was just the right amount.
But yeah, it didn't take long before we made our way back to the compound because some of us literally missed breakfast, but for some reason, we didn't feel that hungry. However, it was a pretty common custom in this country to prepare a little overboard with highly-palatable meals when we have visitors or in everyone else's case, new people in our growing community.
Tatiana was just gone in the blink of an eye the moment she saw the spread, and she already had two plates full of food when the kids just managed to hand us our utensils.
And of course, we have Jalapeno pepper bombs, deep-fried pork chops with extra gravy, collard greens, a vegetable medley, spaghetti with little cuts of hotdogs, chicken adobo with pineapples and potatoes, and most importantly, steaming hot and fragrant rice to eat everything with.
As always, there was a little corner where chili oil, soy sauce, or any other condiments and seasonings could be used, and on the other side of the table was a jug of iced tea and ice-cold water.
It was pretty obvious with our bites as to who hadn't taken a bite yet ever since we woke up but Tatiana and Quinn among others just had no difference, except for the actual volume of food they were eating.
He loomed a little closer with a threatening aura, "Don't make me beat you up with my prosthetic leg, you fuck.
Haa... But to get back to that subject, apparently... not only did we have our retired troops' boats, fishing vessels, and whatnot visit besides the coming ship carrier but a few civilians found out about that base location and tried—no, some of them already made it while a few are presumed to be trying to get to that place.
So, who's to say we wouldn't end up with more visitors messing up the roadmap if they docked elsewhere?"
"Fuck... That's true... It's gonna create some friction for sure if they're not that cooperative but why bet on a long cruise instead of just getting into a remote island somewhere South of the US?"
"Well, for starters, you two fucks—no, wait... we three fucks decided to live here and you do know about your people's hospitality among foreigners."
I nodded pensively, "That's true too but time's changed as of late... it's not gonna be the same but there would still be a few people willing to lend a hand."
"Who?" he asked earnestly.
I looked at him like he was a fucking idiot, "Me? Who else? I lend a hand to you and your family and I got a captain, who wouldn't want that?"
"You—"
"And you just get headaches from talking to me from time to time, win-win, no?"
"..."
"Johnny?"
"Nice talk. See you later, kid," Johnny just said with a deadpan expression though I did hear a small snicker once he thought I was out of earshot.