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date is July 6th

The thread is for Jim and Silver interaction it might be open for others later.

Silver had been very busy throughout the day for he had been cooking for the rest of the troops soon though night had fallen on the Pridelands. The old cyborg seated himself in the now empty tent bare expect for two beds,a desk and chairs and a oil lamp which was currently lit. Silver's cybernetic eye flicks towards the entrench of the tent thinking he saw movement from outside. "Hello?" he leans back on the chair to get a better look.

"Hey old man." Jim hung on the pole which held the tent up, hair a hot mess and a half, jacket draping off his shoulders. The young man had been working on his solar surfer. He'd come to a block in the road, he'd run out of a certain type of bolt. And he'd gotten frightfully bored. So he'd got up and walked by Silver's tent. Feeling he should come and say hi to the man who'd become a surrogate father to him, he stood inside the tent, a sly grin on his face.

"What's up?"

"that yer new nickname fer me Capt.?" a smirk appears on the urisid's lips as he turns fully to face the young man. "I've been wanting ta ask you the same lad" Silver nudges a the chair next to him pushing it outwards inviting Jim to take a seat. "as fer yer question I've been cooking for the troops mostly" he pauses studying his old cabin boy.

"Cool beans." Jim rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and yawned, stretching his limbs to the sky. He was tired, feeling as if he should sleep the day away. He peered at the old ship's cook. He knew he had more in him than being a cook.

"Haven't just been cooking though, have you?" he said with a grin, "I know you've been out there fighting it up."

Silver raises a brow at him "aye ye got me there lad" Silver says "i've seen a few battles here and there" Silver says puffing up his chest proudly "i've managed to kill one of the human villians and as you know from Hunter i've been a POW but I'll have you know ol' John did't go down without a fight" Silver then motions towards the cot with his mechical hand "take a rest if you want Jimbo ye look beat" Silver chuckles "so what have you been up to? last i saw o' ya i had ta save yer hide from getting blown up" Silver chuckles a warm smile spreads across his lips as he watches the boy "I reckon ye missed me boyo?"

"Miss you? Pah, there's no way." Stubborn Jim was stubborn. He was also a male, not too keen on expressing emotion unless if bubbled over. Young man just stretched and yawned, leaning on the pole holding the tent up. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I'm just tired is all," he said, "I'm sort of out of practice for getting up early and training."

"Sure ya do" Silver chuckles rubbing his chin in thought for a moment then speaks up again "well you better get used to being tired cause yer gonna be getting up at the crack o' dawn and training yer little bum off" Silver leans back against his chair. "and here i thought you would be the 1st one up at the dawn?" Silver shoots Jim a half hearted disappointed glance. "so what's Morphy been up to?" he asks changing the subject.

"Being his usual annoying yet lovable self," Jim said, leaning back on the tent pole, hands shoved deep into his pockets. He gave a shrug. "Little guy didn't want me go but you know how it is," he said softly, "When you gotta go, you gotta go." A pain in his chest welled up. His father left the same way Jim had just done. He shook the feelings off and turned to Silver.

"How's the tech here?" He asked, "I mean is it all primitive stuff? I don't know if I'll be able to take that."

Silver smirks at Jim when he told him about Morph "but ye didn't 'ave ta lad" Silver said strighting up and walks over towards his cot the takes a seat on it patting the spot next to him. Silver was quite for a mintue or two before speaking again.
"How's the tech here?"
"as far as i know yer looking at it" he gives a soft chuckle "although there is Jumba i 'eard he makes some stuff nuthin as fancy as 'at solar sufer of yours lad that's all the tech i know 'bout" he shrugs his shoulders then takes his hat off putting on the bed post.