Preparations

[prism]

Rin had only heard about the Sentinels through various gossips around the mansion, but he was nonetheless curious. "Is there any truth to this Sentinel thing? They're coming soon?" He had to be truthful with himself, he was a tad nervous, but he knew that that nervousness was pooling in a set of excitement.

[Pietro Maximoff]

::The question put Pietro in a conflicting position. On the one hand, the young man had fought beside him at the bank, had asked to be taken along to avenge the child Lily, had trained himself in how to use his impressive abilities, and his name had been mentioned at the briefing as one who would accompany them in the final battle. On the other hand, Pietro was neither an X-Man nor an instructor, and he was not in a position to divulge information outside of a formal briefing session. These concerns warred with his general tendency towards brutal honesty, and his other tendency not to speak when he was not able to divulage.

In the fast lane, they passed several cars, although most they passed were at the speed limit. They passed signs for each of the villages and towns, and he kept his attention for Yonkers, which would lead them eventually to the Bronx and Manhattan. He did not turn to face the young man as he responded.:: "They are coming."

[prism]

Rin nodded. "Then it's safe to assume that we're going to be doing alot more heavy training, which is all the better for me." He leaned back in his seat. "Any clue how many then?"

[Pietro Maximoff]

"A murder of them," ::Pietro replied. He doubted that there was a proper term for sentinels, apart from "hoarde" which seemed inappropriate. He settled for the term for crows; it was fitting enough.:: "The Professor will have a formal talk with you soon about it."

[prism]

Rin nodded. "Good, thanks for this, by the way. I'm glad I have a chance to help."

[Pietro Maximoff]

::Pietro nodded again. He was protective of children, but if they were capable, he would not keep one down. Rin struck him as capable.:: "I have a serious question for you."

[prism]

Rin nodded. "Then I have a serious answer."

[Pietro Maximoff]

::Eyes focused on the road, though Pietro split his attention between driving and the young man.:: "Are you prepared for the worst?"

[prism]

Rin sighed. He knew what could happen when he was in that state of panic that broke himself and Shona up, and it scared him to death. He knew what the consequences of wanting and choosing this lifestyle were, and now he had gotten to accept it. He wanted nothing more then to help others, even if it meant taking his life. "I am. As much as I hate to think about it, I know what the consequences could be, but it only drives me harder."

[Pietro Maximoff]

::Pietro nodded once; he felt the same, and the young man's dedication only solidified his admiration.:: "It will be an honor to fight beside you."

[prism]

Rin patted his shoulder lightly with a smile. "And you, my friend." He leaned back in his seat and looked at the road, his mind now at a point thinking about what could happen, and how much he intended to stop it if he could.

[Pietro Maximoff]

::They neared Yonkers, and Pietro kept his attention ready to take the junction that would lead them to Manhattan.:: "Do you drink?"

[prism]

Rin nodded slightly. "I do, but only in social situations. You?"

[Pietro Maximoff]

::Pietro's immediate answer would have been "when I need it," which was peculiar, as it did nothing for him. He changed the phrasing.:: "When it is needed. We will drink the night before battle and the night after."

[prism]

Rin nodded. "Sounds like a plan. I take it there's a specific day this is going to happen then?" He watched the road mostly, but glanced over at Pietro as he spoke.