Big Salmon Lake straight fuckin water

Neasa nodded casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Just me for now, she replied, but you know what they say. If you build it, they will come. She wasn't sure how true that actually was, but it was a nice sentiment. If that were the case, all she had to do was figure out where she wanted to build it... and with whom. Cyclone had no intention of picking up just any old rag tag gang. She wanted only those that held ideals similar to her own.

Is that what you're doing out here, too? Looking to start something? she asked, canting her head to one side. Neasa knew she'd have competition out here, and it was good to keep your friends close and your enemies closer, right? Not that anybody else was an enemy... yet. Takiyok might be one, but she doubted that Takiyok had taken her seriously at all.