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There is a big notice now up on the notce board Nathan provided.

It says:

Martial Arts Training.
All levels welcome. Intermediate and advanced to start at dawn by the bunker. Beginners at 3pm every afternoon. Everyone welcome.

- Dinah Lance
AKA The Black Canary.

In jeans and a T-shirt, for once (the fishnets are only for fighting), Dinah stands back and admires her handiwork.

Yeah, it's good to feel needed.

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We interrupt your regularly scheduled Adult Conversation about flowers to bring you this announcement:

"Oh yes, don't worry. It's gentle and really intelligent. Just try not to frighten it."

And then there's a child of undetermined gender reaching out a hand to pat a pokemon awkwardly on the head.

IT MOVED! Evasive maneuvers!

Oh, wait, just patting. That's OK. It shuffles forward again.

"Pikachu?"

Children and yellow things are adorable, aren't they?

Dinah thinks so. The child's mother agrees.

It's sad, apparently they had a kitten, but it died when everything went to shit. And would it like something to eat?

Eat what huh who where?

Yes, its attention has definitely been got, what with the straight-up ears and the eyeshinies.

"Pikapi?"

"Yeah," Dinah confirms. "Maybe some greens?"

A plateful of what can only be called rabbitfood is presented, amid further young child pettings.

Meanwhile, Dinah's still talking about flowers.

Ooh, those are definitely green.

It nibbles happily, then lifts a leaf up to the small human. "Pikapi?"

Small human doesn't understand. Mostly because it doesn't consider this stuff food.

But it's sitting now, stroking yellow fur happily, if a little heavy handedly.

("I'd love some of these lillies for the farm..." Dinah's saying, followed by "...are you serious? Thank you!")

Oh well, more for the yellow thing!

"Pi pi pi, pikachu pi pika?" it asks, pointing at a sunflower.

"I'd better get that as well," Dinah confirms. "It's very pretty, isn't it?"

There's further conversation. In the course of which Dinah's actually offered a job.

"Anything else, Chu?"

Hmmm... nope, it's got a nice yellow flower, so that's pretty awesome.

A nice, HUGE yellow flower, that it can barely carry.

So yeah, it's good.

"I'll get back to you."

Money changes hands, but less than Dinah wants to pay, and they retire to the car, loaded with flowers.

"now I have to tell Babs I have a new job."

Totter totter totter.

"Pikachu?" Babs... oh, that's the person with the metal thing that it's not allowed to eat.

Dinah smirks and rests her head on the steering wheel.

"It's OK. I can balance helping people with a florist's job. I've done it before."

"Pikapi!" It occupies itself with straightening the sunflower out. "Pi pi pi, pikachu kapika pika."

That would be volunteering to help.

"Sure," Dinah confirms. "I don't see why you can't come. They like you there."

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