MONEY IS THE WAY // Division joining

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

To say that Michael was proud of his status as a member of the Blackjack Rats would be an enormous understatement. After all, he was one of the heads of the entire division. He had dedicated his life to it, and spent every day thinking of events, or information-gathering. Even if he was just snooping in on conversations around The Typhoon, he liked to be aware of everything that was going on.

Besides, going on a proper spying mission at the moment would be difficult, given that the only main target would be the Coalition. He had to imagine that they were on high alert at the moment, considering they were down to so few members, and had already gone through their first two leaders. So instead, he focused on the social side of things, a part of his job as a dealer that he delighted in. After all, he had always been an extroverted and charismatic person, which was impressive considering his parents had always been so... not that.

Needless to say, when the thief heard Vayne call out that she had decided on her division, he felt some amount of excitement. He had been the one to teach her about the various divisions, after all. He was quick to make his way over, smiling calmly at her as he sat down to listen. His grin only grew when she declared she wanted to be a Blackjack Rat, his heart soaring. His niece had certainly made a good choice, at least in his opinion. He moved over to her, throwing a front paw around her shoulders and giving her a half-hug before he spoke, "Blackjack Rats, huh? I know I'm biased as all hell, but I certainly think you made a good choice. We'll be more than glad to have ya." He wanted to make sure that Vayne felt supported in her choice. She had gone through so much of her life without a clear sense of support, after all.

— Reggan