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[slick_old_man]

 [The view comes in to Raven up on the Coummunal roof in the blazing sunlight. He's taken off his robe/coat/overshirt and folded it up for a seat, and is drinking something that may or may not be alcoholic. If the heat or leering sun are bothering him at all, it certainly doesn't show.]

Ahhh, all this desert heat is niiiice, really gets the blood movin'. You Death City folks sure know how ta live out here.

[Another sip, then:]

So, 'bout that Weapon transformin' business. How's it supposed to go? Raven really shouldn't be tossing 'em self off'a roofs at his age. My bones aren't what they used ta be ya know? And this whole trainin' thing...hmmm...kinda sounds like work.