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[theydrewfirstblood]

{phone calls/notes/misc for John Rambo here!}

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[lahire]

"I can think of no better way. Pick a time, and I will come to meet you."

He sounds like he's slowly relearning happy, and there's hints of it here.

[theydrewfirstblood]

"You got it--let's do tomorrow afternoon. Maybe one o'clock? We'll skate and grab some food after. Skate rentals are on me, but if that bugs you? Buy me a drink sometime and we'll call it square."

When the time and a place is settled, John makes a phone call--and learns a fun fact when he makes arrangements with their 'teacher.'

When they meet by the chosen lake the next day, John has the skates in hand--and a familiar face by his side in Colonel Samuel Trautman.

"Found a mutual friend." John greets Jack, grinning as he offers him his hand. "Hear you two know each other."

"Loosely, but happily." Sam declares with a smile of his own, offering Jack his hand in turn. "Good to see you again, son. How's life in this place treating you?"

[lahire]

"I am well. Warm, fed, clothed. What more does any man need?"

Jack is wearing a pair of threadbare gloves scavenged from somewhere, and cloak rather than a coat. It's large on him, like a kid wearing a blanket while playing superhero.