[attr="class","textie"]A good hero would be out in the city right now, patrolling for danger. Or they would be helping other heroes do their jobs or helping them to become stronger. They would be doing things to help out the community, and strengthen the superhuman community's bond with the rest of humanity. The chaos faery wasn't even a good person, let alone a good hero. So instead he was wandering the halls of the Compound, causing little spots of trouble here and there. He was walking past some of the training rooms when he glanced in to see someone he knew, if only from silent observation. Seeing Keeper, a wicked grin formed on Boum's face.[break][break]

Boum strolled into the training room, seeing that Keeper was working with some of the lower level heroes, a couple young teens. Boum ducked, avoiding a fireball that would have crashed into his face, if he weren't quick enough to avoid it. "Hey, be a little more careful there, hothead," Boum said, pretty sarcastically. The kids looked like they were getting tired, and Boum nodded to them. "Why don't you two go ahead and take a water break while I talk to teach, eh?" he suggested, and the two willing obliged, going to the next room. Boum grinned, turning to Keeper. "How're you today, Ricki? Sorry I scared off your proteges..."[break][break]

He wasn't really sorry, though. He casually stuck his hands into his pockets, leaning over the young woman. He was an entire foot and a half taller than her, so looking down on her was not only easy, but the only way he could look at her face. She had a pretty good one, too- Boum could see why Zernebog liked her. He knew all about their little coffeeshop dates. He watched pretty much everyone in the Initiative from a distance. He liked watching people and learning about them. And then using what he knew to twist people's lives around and make them more chaotic. Maybe he ought to do that to Ricki. It could be funny.[break]

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[attr="class","tagsie"]KEEPER