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[ukan]

"Is Will thinking about life after the Barge yet?" Lark asks, and might have left the question unanswered. In Los Angeles he would have. He ignores the questions he doesn't feel like answering there. He does that on the Barge sometimes, too.

But Malcolm's pack, his last chosen pup, so he deserves an answer. "I don't always know what traditions she'll respect. They don't mean as much to her--she's very nontraditional. I don't want to pass along something that matters to me to someone who can't appreciate it."

[abrightboy]

“Will and I talk about our future a lot,” Malcolm admits, but he doesn’t elaborate.

[ukan]

He eyes him curiously. "And you still see yourself solving murders?"

[abrightboy]

“We want to do a lot of different things,” Malcolm tells him.

[ukan]

He hums. "Give me some examples?"

[abrightboy]

“Travel. Stop killers. Visit friends,” Malcolm lists.

[ukan]

"No home base?" Some people don't have one. Iris doesn't, and neither will B and Steve as far as Lark knows.

[abrightboy]

“I kind of thought our base would be the pack in LA. Because you invited us,” Malcolm says.

[ukan]

Lark grins. "Yeah. I'd like that. There are different homes you can choose from."

[abrightboy]

That piques his interest.

“What are they like?”

[ukan]

"Well what kind would you like? Beach house, house in the suburbs? House in a trailer park?" He's got a little of everything.

[abrightboy]

He makes a bit of a face at 'trailer park'. Lark, he's from Upper East Side old money.

"Something with an open floor plan. I like... a nice open space."

[ukan]

"The beach house," Lark decides. "The one near Alec and me. You'll like it, it's a new build, custom designed for wolves. All the handles are friendly to paws."

[abrightboy]

Malcolm watches his face for a second.

"...Just like that? We can just... have a beach house?"

[ukan]

He shrugs. Yeah, just like that. "You're pack and I want you nearby so I can help you both adjust to city life."

[abrightboy]

"Where does the money come from?" Malcolm asks curiously. "Does the pack have investments?" His mother is a shrewd investor. Especially in real estate.

[ukan]

He nods. "Investments, real estate, the law firm, grants from the government for the nonprofit interests. It's all pretty above board now. My second pack was made up mostly of lawyers and that got the money rolling in; the pack since then has mostly been veterans so I had to look for outside resources."

[abrightboy]

"And I'll be working... for the Pack? Or... foe you directly?" Malcolm asks.

[ukan]

He tips his head, thinking. "I could see you working for the CBI. California Bureau of Investigations. You still want to stop killers, right? But ultimately, yes, you'd report to me."

[abrightboy]

“…I thought you wanted me to do counselling for the Pack,” Malcolm says.

[ukan]

"I do. And I'll pay you for that. But I thought you still wanted to find killers?" And Lark isn't here to interrupt anyone's life goals.

[abrightboy]

“I think that might be more the sort of thing we do in our travels. Sort of… on our own terms,” Malcolm tells him.

[ukan]

He studies Malcolm. "You want to be a vigilante?"

[abrightboy]

“…Not exactly. We’re going to be traveling in the multiverse,” Malcolm tells him.

[ukan]

He nods; he and Alec are going to be doing some of that, too. "But how will you stop killers without authority to arrest them?"