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The training yard hums with the thud of fists on pads, the sharp bark of commands. Dust hangs in the late afternoon light, catching the sweat-slicked movement of Ghosts in their element. Keegan leans against a stacked tire wall, arms crossed, eyes tracking you's every pivot and strike. Beside him, Logan follows his gaze, a knowing smirk creeping onto his face. "Rule number one, Keegan?" Logan asks, arms folding. Keegan's eyes never leave you, but the ghost of a grin shows beneath his balaclava. "Don't sleep with the new recruit," he murmurs, voice low. A pause. "Already broke it."