Chapter Thirty-three
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 The Block Yards presented ample space for underground operations and staging posts. Intrepid hadnât yet the time to delve in Future Intrepidâs and Tiberiusâs records to discover, say, use of the Block Yards by any knightly vigilante groups, and be inspired by their trailblazing activities. Rather it was a locale he, Luke, and Mara were familiar with, so it was a place they preferred for hanging out.
 Their group had reassembled in Cheerful Power Roverâs Block Yard property, which had a house like Cycloneâs and some storage cellars built into the ground, like bunkers. Cyclone, Kate, Tornado, Edgar, Evelyne, Strange Odd Shadow, Skilled Honored Ninja, Red, Allison Ryder, and everyone else, including the new arrivals from the Future Dimension known as D-NS0, or Dimension Nimbus System Zero,  were there, and for the most part all was in order.
 Although, two of the new arrivals in particular remained objects of concern.
  "Are you sure we can trust these delinquents?" Intrepid hissed to Red as he eyed the group milling about Roverâs bunkers. Ben, Ryder, and Shira were sorting through the extra consumables and gear Rover had in his armories, while Ray, Edgar, Rover, and Jay and Katie were doing the boring work of laying the items out on the ground for Cyclone, Kate, Luke, Mara, and Evelyne to re-organize and later distribute among the team members.  âThe delinquents,â as Intrepid called them, known by their given names as Cailan and Crimson Mercury-Crateris, were joy-riding in a rocket.
  "No." Red answered, wrinkling her nose at the waft from a cache of firecrackers that blew up a minute earlier.
 "Very funny." Intrepid said sarcastically. It was a particularly still day as far as wind was concerned, even up on the mountain where Red and Intrepid surveyed the property, and surrounding sky.
 "I mean it." Red huffed. She followed Intrepidâs skyward gaze to the rocket that the Mercurys had commandeered, officially for scout and recon purposes, but everyone knew it was to get some wind in their hair. "Iâve no idea why my dad thought they'll be of any help to us.â Apparently it was Future Intrepid who had let them out of their containment pods.
 Intrepid lowered his gaze as the open-cockpit rocket buzzed the mountain for the tenth time, and shook his head. He decided to head down the mountain and help with the distribution effort, and organize their workforce better since Jay and Katie had the carrying work covered â although, it was to be considered that, except for randomly exploding firecrackers, things were going smoothly already. His team members on the ground didnât need him.
 But maybe someone else did?
 "Hey," Intrepid quietly asked in Redâs direction, "is there anything you want to tell me about you and your dad? Is there anything going on?"
 There was silence between them for the moment, the only sounds being the droning of the rocket, and the cracks, bangs, and yelps of stuff being thrown about below, so Intrepid almost didnât hear Red say in a low voice, "Thatâs the thing, there's nothing going on with us. Nothing is woefully accurate."
 Intrepid kicked a stone off the mountaintop. âYour dad is proud of you.â he told her. âHe told me he was remorseful that he hasn't been around for you, as a father."
 âI know, I heard, the past few times heâs told associates that.â Red said. "It's alright though, I have other friends. And I have you."
 She was looking away, and he as well, but in the corner of his eye Intrepid thought he saw a rare smile from her.
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