(un)helpful friend
Maria Sanchez (@marixsanchez)
8th October, 1997. Afternoon.
Fight Club Gym.
Riley being a member of The Brotherhood meant that obviously he knew who else belonged there in the group with him and more often than not he liked to prove himself useful to everyone that shared the same ideals. So, Mari and him were no strangers to one another, he had also healed her wounds countless times, especially after an especially harsh coaching session where she was not allowed to use her powers, however that did not mean that he had to be so nice about it all the time, his energy was not limitless and he had to take care of himself too.
“You look like shit” he spoke in between laughter as he saw her coming in with yet more wounds for him to take care of. “should I just leave you like that so you can learn your lesson?”
