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Peregrine hauled two very full black garbage bags to the smelly dumpster behind the restaurant he had a job in. It was his last official duty for the day. He hefted the bags in and wrinkled his nose as their landing disturbed the dumpsters contents. Who knew it could smell worse? Peregrine did now.

He gagged a little and stepped away. He swiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his arm. He puffed out a breath and realized he did not want to spend the rest of the day in a smelly, cramped alley. Peregrine headed for the rickety stairs that lead up to his tiny apartment.

After meeting Roxie Danvers, they had managed to find where he had been given an address to. So, Peregrine had a place to live and a job to work to keep that cheap place to live. Mostly because both belonged to friends of his father. He had settled in enough that he decided it was time to start exploring and poking dark underbellies to see if he could find out where his father was.

After a quick shower and change of clothes, Peregrine was out on the streets of New York. He was heading out of Chinatown in Manhattan. He debated going to Little Fuzhou in Brooklyn or East Harlem to see if he could make any contacts there.

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He chuckled at the not-complete glare. Probably the only person in the building who could do him serious damage with her body and he was not afraid.

"It's good you have more than one friend. I can't do everything." He grinned before munching on a fry. He chewed and swallowed before talking again. He did have those manners at the very least.

"Your offer before? About the back-up. I offer the same to you. Big area for one person to clean up alone."

"I'll let you know if I need any back up. Right now, I'm trying to see if I can get the larger community to help out. If they do, maybe the gang-bangers will take the hint and find somewhere else to go." she said.

"Do you think that's hoping for too much?"

"Hmm. It's not too much to ask, but wouldn't that be more of an errant fighter mentality?" He picked up a fry and tried to balance it on the tip of his finger.

"If you make the violence move elsewhere, should you not follow to help the innocents there?" The fry did not balance like Peregrine wanted it. It hit the table and rolled to the floor. He leaned over and frowned at the fry. He scooped it up and put it on the edge of the table. "Or once it is out of your sight, it is not your problem?"

Dani bit her lip for a moment as Peregrine spoke. He had a point. A really valid one, too.

She didn't want the gangsters to mess up someone else's neighborhood. She just wanted them out of hers. But if she drove them out, that's just what they'd do.

And they might take out their aggression on people who hadn't earned it.

"You're right. I've been focused on what I'll do when Harlem is free of the crime and drugs and guns but not where the bad guys will go." she said.

"I don't want to resort to fighting, Peregrine. I did a lot of that back east before your old man explained that there was a better way." she said.

"I just want to make a difference."

"It is understandable. This is your home. Most people want to protect their homes without much thought about what happens to others." He leaned back in his chair. He was without a home, currently. Sure he had a place to live, but he didn't consider it home. Traveling as much as he had recently opened his eyes to the world at large.

"Then offer something for these bad guys to do that can help. A way to get out of doing what they're doing. Me? I'll resort to fighting. But not in your neighborhood." He grinned at her. Peregrine was still a bit cocky. He did not keep zen thoughts like his father particularly well.

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