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It's taken almost two days to ride from where Dinah found him to the Cooper farm. While Scott is used to pushing himself beyond human levels of endurance, he hasn't been sure what the blonde can take, and its easier to get the lay of the land if they ride in shifts.

There may be a memory here and there of anotehr time spent in a post-apocalyptic world, one where he might have been known as Prelate. Eventually, however, he pulls into the driveway and sits there, studying the layout.

"Anyone home?"

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"Talk to Dinah or Babs if you want to explore," Mel says. "I'm focused on the farm. Could use someone cleaning, though. It's kinda ad hoc right now."

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"Just point me where you need someone to clean, ma'am, and I'll be happy to pitch in."

Yes. He said that with a straight face.

[slayer_fray]

Mel's having difficulty. She smirks over Loo's head.

"Just keep the kitchen and the bunker clean. That'll probably take up enough time."

Honestly, she shouldn't enjoy delegating this much. The part of her that remembers being an anarchist feels guilty.

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"That's doable. Shall I start now?"

See? Fearless Leader can actually take orders from someone else.

[slayer_fray]

"You're keen."

Mel grins, easily. "Don't wanna get settled in, claim a bunk first?"