The message he got from the armory had thrown of Bryan's normal morning routine. Yet instead of complaining he swung by to pickup the case left for him before heading over to the shooting range to get to work. Oh when it came to guns he was a damn marksman, but the case held something else altogether. Namely the latest model of taser gun that he'd be using the next time a rogue super needed to be tracked and brought back alive. So with taser gun and spare cartridges in tow Void strolled in to the range. However the man paused mid stride when he spotted her there; the same young woman who had offered him dance lessons.
In silence he looked on for a moment, studying the way she handled the blades with skill. But when she finished throwing the latest set Murphy cleared his throat to announce his presence. "Hope I'm not interrupting." Socializing with others had been a skill that long since fell to the wayside for him, but still the former marine/turned tracker of his own kind tried to be civil with everyone...and even down right cordial to folks like her. Folks who had shown him politeness and even a little warmth too. Most didn't take to Void well; either because of what he did, or because his powers put the supers on edge.
"Just here to test out a new piece of hardware, but I can come back at another time if you prefer?"