The Return (IC/OPEN)

[Lancearc]

"It is often that we cannot control the circumstances of meetings such as these, I understand." the Nevidian man spoke, nodding towards Edeson. "It is good to meet you in person, I regret that our presence in London had been more in the form of artillery shells up until this point."

[Mincaldenteans]

Walking down the main road, Mike was heading for something that was always on his mind: food.

He stopped into a quaint little shop about a five minute walk away from the gates. Looking at the various produce that was stocked, he heard whispers about a purge of some sort that was supposed to be happening nearby. He thought nothing of it, and began to scan the drinks. He began to jot down the various things he would be eating that night: Potatoes, steaks, beer. Grabbing those items, he headed for checkout. He spoke with the cashier, who was quite used to seeing Mike at the store.

"Looking for a decent dinner, Mike?" she asked. Mike found her quite attractive, but noticed the bruises on her arms.

"Yeah. Say, who've you been with recently?" he questioned.

"Just some guys. Why?". He pointed at her arms.

"You've been near the human side and got jumped, didn't you?"

The cashier said nothing and tallied the price: 21.07. Paying her the amount, he took a few dollars and gave it to her.

"Hopefully the situation has died down around there, and it'll be safe to walk at night." He smiled, walking out.

He heard a patrol vehicle and hid in the shadows. For some reason, buying things from Nevidians was frowned upon. He watched it slowly drive by, it looked like it was searching for something.

A group of six HGV men walked the streets, three on one end, three on the other. The first trio entered the store and happened upon the Nevidian woman. "Well well, look what we got here, a Nevidian business owner... now that's just a disturbing sight indeed. Trash the place boys, we're shutting this down!"

"No, please!" The cashier had come out from her checkstand and rushed toward them, pleading. He backhanded her, the strike knocking her to the ground. "Silence, bitch, you'll get what's coming to you soon enough."

Within moments they ransacked the place and took what cash they could find. The woman regained her composure and tried to make a hasty run for the exit. As she got there and swung the door open, a hand grabbed her by her white hair and yanked her back in. She screamed into the streets.

"Where do you think you're running off to? That's no way to show your respect to your superiors you dirt dweller... boys, show her what happens when a Nevidian shows such disrespect...."

---

"It is often that we cannot control the circumstances of meetings such as these, I understand." the Nevidian man spoke, nodding towards Edeson. "It is good to meet you in person, I regret that our presence in London had been more in the form of artillery shells up until this point."

Edeson nodded, "Your assistance in these times is greatly appreciated. The HGV have been surprisingly well armed and funded despite our attempts to stymie their efforts. And what little of military personnel we have is currently used to guard those within Parliament while we attempt to restore order, much to our own failures, I'm afraid. Where are my manners," he moved a bit away from Malone, "Let me introduce you to our newest member of Parliament, Sir Malone."

[Lancearc]

"Yes, I've heard of him. Not...good things, but that, I would hope, will change. A pleasure to meet you both." the Nevidian nodded, with only a brief glance to Tipper before addressing Edeson again. "We have many things to discuss, so perhaps we should step in, out of the weather." the emperor suggested.

[Cadia]

Walking down the main road, Mike was heading for something that was always on his mind: food.

He stopped into a quaint little shop about a five minute walk away from the gates. Looking at the various produce that was stocked, he heard whispers about a purge of some sort that was supposed to be happening nearby. He thought nothing of it, and began to scan the drinks. He began to jot down the various things he would be eating that night: Potatoes, steaks, beer. Grabbing those items, he headed for checkout. He spoke with the cashier, who was quite used to seeing Mike at the store.

"Looking for a decent dinner, Mike?" she asked. Mike found her quite attractive, but noticed the bruises on her arms.

"Yeah. Say, who've you been with recently?" he questioned.

"Just some guys. Why?". He pointed at her arms.

"You've been near the human side and got jumped, didn't you?"

The cashier said nothing and tallied the price: 21.07. Paying her the amount, he took a few dollars and gave it to her.

"Hopefully the situation has died down around there, and it'll be safe to walk at night." He smiled, walking out.

He heard a patrol vehicle and hid in the shadows. For some reason, buying things from Nevidians was frowned upon. He watched it slowly drive by, it looked like it was searching for something.

A group of six HGV men walked the streets, three on one end, three on the other. The first trio entered the store and happened upon the Nevidian woman. "Well well, look what we got here, a Nevidian business owner... now that's just a disturbing sight indeed. Trash the place boys, we're shutting this down!"

"No, please!" The cashier had come out from her checkstand and rushed toward them, pleading. He backhanded her, the strike knocking her to the ground. "Silence, bitch, you'll get what's coming to you soon enough."

Within moments they ransacked the place and took what cash they could find. The woman regained her composure and tried to make a hasty run for the exit. As she got there and swung the door open, a hand grabbed her by her white hair and yanked her back in. She screamed into the streets.

"Where do you think you're running off to? That's no way to show your respect to your superiors you dirt dweller... boys, show her what happens when a Nevidian shows such disrespect...."

shitshitshitshit. WhatdoIdoWhatdoIdo?! He thought.

He waited for one of the HGV men to approach him. Seemed like the bastard was taping it. Grabbing one of the beer bottles, Mike wrapped the bottle in a discarded shirt and smashed it. He hid until the man was close enough to silence. Grabbing him by the mouth and pulling him down, Mike stabbed the man multiple times in his unexposed neck, and dragged him off.

I just killed a man. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Gun! Does he have one?

Mike grabbed the gun from it's holster. It was his first time with a handgun in awhile (having been a frequent hunter in Canada). Staying in the shadows, he aimed down the ironsights at the first HGV beating upon the owner. He pulled the trigger and watched the man fall, cursing as the others started to look for him. He shot the four others in quick succession, not caring if they were wounded or not. Running over to the shopkeeper, one of the officers grabbed his leg, tripping him. Mike beat the mans head in with multiple kicks, aiming for the bridge of the nose. Grabbing the shopkeeper, he ran down the alley. He ran into an abandoned building (there are many around here), and locked and blocked the door with various items. Putting the shopkeeper down, he began to pace. He looked out the window to see a couple of cruisers drive by, not knowing his location.

[Mincaldenteans]

"Yes, I've heard of him. Not...good things, but that, I would hope, will change. A pleasure to meet you both." the Nevidian nodded, with only a brief glance to Tipper before addressing Edeson again. "We have many things to discuss, so perhaps we should step in, out of the weather." the emperor suggested.

"Yes of course," Edeson said with a nod and gestured for all of them to their ascent into Parliament. "It is quite a surprise to see you here, m'lord, to be frank, we simply were not expecting you yet. May I be so bold as to ask why you chose such a turbulent time to come?" Edeson had to suppress his anxiety as he spoke, a cynical side of him smirking as he thought he sounded like a politician wet behind the ears. He also noticed the emperor's regard concerning Malone but did nothing to address it; that was the last thing he wanted to do.

shitshitshitshit. WhatdoIdoWhatdoIdo?! He thought.

He waited for one of the HGV men to approach him. Seemed like the bastard was taping it. Grabbing one of the beer bottles, Mike wrapped the bottle in a discarded shirt and smashed it. He hid until the man was close enough to silence. Grabbing him by the mouth and pulling him down, Mike stabbed the man multiple times in his unexposed neck, and dragged him off.

I just killed a man. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Gun! Does he have one?

Mike grabbed the gun from it's holster. It was his first time with a handgun in awhile (having been a frequent hunter in Canada). Staying in the shadows, he aimed down the ironsights at the first HGV beating upon the owner. He pulled the trigger and watched the man fall, cursing as the others started to look for him. He shot the four others in quick succession, not caring if they were wounded or not. Running over to the shopkeeper, one of the officers grabbed his leg, tripping him. Mike beat the mans head in with multiple kicks, aiming for the bridge of the nose. Grabbing the shopkeeper, he ran down the alley. He ran into an abandoned building (there are many around here), and locked and blocked the door with various items. Putting the shopkeeper down, he began to pace. He looked out the window to see a couple of cruisers drive by, not knowing his location.

One of the HGV had managed to get on the radio and within minutes a swarm of patrols and groups of HGV cluttered the site. Orders were barked off and HGV men grouped in fours were to comb the streets for the man responsible for this. The rest had all but left the store a ghost of itself. Those that had survived the shoot out were laid on gurneys and placed in a makeshift truck that doubled as an ambulance.

"Scour the streets, lads, and make sure this area knows we mean business. The HGV will not stand for this!" Their leader shouted at them as they dispersed into the streets.

The cashier, beaten and bloodied looked at Mike, "Why did you save me? You're as dead as I am now." She coughed and it ached her body to do it.

[Cadia]

shitshitshitshit. WhatdoIdoWhatdoIdo?! He thought.

He waited for one of the HGV men to approach him. Seemed like the bastard was taping it. Grabbing one of the beer bottles, Mike wrapped the bottle in a discarded shirt and smashed it. He hid until the man was close enough to silence. Grabbing him by the mouth and pulling him down, Mike stabbed the man multiple times in his unexposed neck, and dragged him off.

I just killed a man. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Gun! Does he have one?

Mike grabbed the gun from it's holster. It was his first time with a handgun in awhile (having been a frequent hunter in Canada). Staying in the shadows, he aimed down the ironsights at the first HGV beating upon the owner. He pulled the trigger and watched the man fall, cursing as the others started to look for him. He shot the four others in quick succession, not caring if they were wounded or not. Running over to the shopkeeper, one of the officers grabbed his leg, tripping him. Mike beat the mans head in with multiple kicks, aiming for the bridge of the nose. Grabbing the shopkeeper, he ran down the alley. He ran into an abandoned building (there are many around here), and locked and blocked the door with various items. Putting the shopkeeper down, he began to pace. He looked out the window to see a couple of cruisers drive by, not knowing his location.

One of the HGV had managed to get on the radio and within minutes a swarm of patrols and groups of HGV cluttered the site. Orders were barked off and HGV men grouped in fours were to comb the streets for the man responsible for this. The rest had all but left the store a ghost of itself. Those that had survived the shoot out were laid on gurneys and placed in a makeshift truck that doubled as an ambulance.

"Scour the streets, lads, and make sure this area knows we mean business. The HGV will not stand for this!" Their leader shouted at them as they dispersed into the streets.

The cashier, beaten and bloodied looked at Mike, "Why did you save me? You're as dead as I am now." She coughed and it ached her body to do it.

"I panicked."

He started to close the blinds in the building. It appeared to have been an apartment of some kind before it's abandonment. He sat down in a chair, listening to the outside. "Never liked the bastards anyways." he stared at the pistol, a fair weight it was. A shiny black weapon that could drop a target quite a distance away. He checked the slide on it, making sure it was smooth. "Believing oneself is better than another, that's something I stand against. Seeing you get beaten wasn't something I enjoyed watching. But I don't run, which'll probably get me killed eventually." He looked back at the nevidian, "You got anywhere to stay?"

[Mincaldenteans]

"I panicked."

He started to close the blinds in the building. It appeared to have been an apartment of some kind before it's abandonment. He sat down in a chair, listening to the outside. "Never liked the bastards anyways." he stared at the pistol, a fair weight it was. A shiny black weapon that could drop a target quite a distance away. He checked the slide on it, making sure it was smooth. "Believing oneself is better than another, that's something I stand against. Seeing you get beaten wasn't something I enjoyed watching. But I don't run, which'll probably get me killed eventually." He looked back at the nevidian, "You got anywhere to stay?"

She shook her head, "No... the apartment above the store was mine, and from the sounds outsides, I think its as good as gone."

The cashier considered it for a moment before speaking up again. She winced when she moved her body to lie against the wall, though this position was much better than her last despite the momentary pang of pain. "There is... a place. We just call it a Sanctuary. Mostly Nevidians go to it, but all are welcomed as long as they don't intend harm upon others or themselves. I'll go there. What about you? You can't stay here forever and the HGV are known to lurk about days after such things like these."

[Lancearc]

"Yes, I've heard of him. Not...good things, but that, I would hope, will change. A pleasure to meet you both." the Nevidian nodded, with only a brief glance to Tipper before addressing Edeson again. "We have many things to discuss, so perhaps we should step in, out of the weather." the emperor suggested.

"Yes of course," Edeson said with a nod and gestured for all of them to their ascent into Parliament. "It is quite a surprise to see you here, m'lord, to be frank, we simply were not expecting you yet. May I be so bold as to ask why you chose such a turbulent time to come?" Edeson had to suppress his anxiety as he spoke, a cynical side of him smirking as he thought he sounded like a politician wet behind the ears. He also noticed the emperor's regard concerning Malone but did nothing to address it; that was the last thing he wanted to do.

The emperor followed, his gaze set on Edeson as the man spoke, walking alongside him. "Call it a matter of trust." the Nevidian said with a nod. "It was no easy task, making the decision to come here in these times. The HGV could storm the building any moment, or my own aircraft could have been downed. However, the empire has placed trust in both your government and your citizens. We trust that you are not scheming barbarians to take whatever chance to kill a man arriving in good faith. From what I have seen so far you have not disappointed. Many of the people support us, but if we wish to achieve anything without bloodshed we would have to gain support from London's parliament too, which is another thinking behind our trust." he finished, his gaze returning forward.

[Cadia]

"I panicked."

He started to close the blinds in the building. It appeared to have been an apartment of some kind before it's abandonment. He sat down in a chair, listening to the outside. "Never liked the bastards anyways." he stared at the pistol, a fair weight it was. A shiny black weapon that could drop a target quite a distance away. He checked the slide on it, making sure it was smooth. "Believing oneself is better than another, that's something I stand against. Seeing you get beaten wasn't something I enjoyed watching. But I don't run, which'll probably get me killed eventually." He looked back at the nevidian, "You got anywhere to stay?"

She shook her head, "No... the apartment above the store was mine, and from the sounds outsides, I think its as good as gone."

The cashier considered it for a moment before speaking up again. She winced when she moved her body to lie against the wall, though this position was much better than her last despite the momentary pang of pain. "There is... a place. We just call it a Sanctuary. Mostly Nevidians go to it, but all are welcomed as long as they don't intend harm upon others or themselves. I'll go there. What about you? You can't stay here forever and the HGV are known to lurk about days after such things like these."

"Well, if we could find a way out of here, i'd be glad to go. Where is it?"

A human going to a place where Nevidians reside? Stranger things have happened.

He scratched the back of his neck, "You sure i'd be allowed though? Humans ain't popular with your species."

[Mincaldenteans]

The emperor followed, his gaze set on Edeson as the man spoke, walking alongside him. "Call it a matter of trust." the Nevidian said with a nod. "It was no easy task, making the decision to come here in these times. The HGV could storm the building any moment, or my own aircraft could have been downed. However, the empire has placed trust in both your government and your citizens. We trust that you are not scheming barbarians to take whatever chance to kill a man arriving in good faith. From what I have seen so far you have not disappointed. Many of the people support us, but if we wish to achieve anything without bloodshed we would have to gain support from London's parliament too, which is another thinking behind our trust." he finished, his gaze returning forward.

"I see," Edeson said with a slow nod as he took in the emperor's response. As they entered Parliament, Edeson began again, "I can assure you that Parliament want this despicable conflict with the HGV over with as quickly as possible. And we appreciate your efforts in aiding us in this. As for Parliament itself, well," he said with a sigh, "We are mired in our own political agendas, though most of them fall under my vote and usually what I say goes. I cannot speak for all of Parliament, but my voice does carry weight and I say Parliament could use a bit of a throttle to get us back in line and restore order quickly as possible."

---

"Well, if we could find a way out of here, i'd be glad to go. Where is it?"

A human going to a place where Nevidians reside? Stranger things have happened.

He scratched the back of his neck, "You sure i'd be allowed though? Humans ain't popular with your species."

"Everyone's welcomed there... well, except the HGV. It's well hidden for good reason," she hissed when a pain struck through her upper body. She wondered if the beating she suffered was far worse than she could imagine. Which internally she despaired a little as she hadn't the money or resources to take care of any medical expenses. Sanctuary could offer some aid but they too could be limited and she knew first hand on those times they were. Still, it was better than nothing at this point. "Its about five kilometers away from here, toward the Nevidian side of town. Though HGV is swarming the area too, we'd have to move carefully."

[Cadia]

"Well, if we could find a way out of here, i'd be glad to go. Where is it?"

A human going to a place where Nevidians reside? Stranger things have happened.

He scratched the back of his neck, "You sure i'd be allowed though? Humans ain't popular with your species."

"Everyone's welcomed there... well, except the HGV. It's well hidden for good reason," she hissed when a pain struck through her upper body. She wondered if the beating she suffered was far worse than she could imagine. Which internally she despaired a little as she hadn't the money or resources to take care of any medical expenses. Sanctuary could offer some aid but they too could be limited and she knew first hand on those times they were. Still, it was better than nothing at this point. "Its about five kilometers away from here, toward the Nevidian side of town. Though HGV is swarming the area too, we'd have to move carefully."

He unloaded the pistol.

"Five rounds is what i've got. I'll do my best to take you there."

He began to search around for an exit. Walking about the room, he spotted a rear entrance. Checking the door know, he found it to be unlocked. He peered outside, looking into an alleyway. He walked back and tore down some window shades, turning them into bandages. He began to work on some of the bleeding areas, cleaning the wound with some alcohol from his flask. He tightened the bandages and helped her up.

"There's a door back there that leads to the alley. You lead, I'll follow."

[Mincaldenteans]

"Everyone's welcomed there... well, except the HGV. It's well hidden for good reason," she hissed when a pain struck through her upper body. She wondered if the beating she suffered was far worse than she could imagine. Which internally she despaired a little as she hadn't the money or resources to take care of any medical expenses. Sanctuary could offer some aid but they too could be limited and she knew first hand on those times they were. Still, it was better than nothing at this point. "Its about five kilometers away from here, toward the Nevidian side of town. Though HGV is swarming the area too, we'd have to move carefully."

He unloaded the pistol.

"Five rounds is what i've got. I'll do my best to take you there."

He began to search around for an exit. Walking about the room, he spotted a rear entrance. Checking the door know, he found it to be unlocked. He peered outside, looking into an alleyway. He walked back and tore down some window shades, turning them into bandages. He began to work on some of the bleeding areas, cleaning the wound with some alcohol from his flask. He tightened the bandages and helped her up.

"There's a door back there that leads to the alley. You lead, I'll follow."

She hissed when he dressed her wounds and actually smacked his hand away when she caught the scent of alcohol from that flask he took out. "Sorry," she mumbled as the alcohol had only burned her wounds and she knew he only meant well. Getting helped up she directed north of where they were. "Don't go too fast, please, I don't think I could keep up."

[Cadia]

He unloaded the pistol.

"Five rounds is what i've got. I'll do my best to take you there."

He began to search around for an exit. Walking about the room, he spotted a rear entrance. Checking the door know, he found it to be unlocked. He peered outside, looking into an alleyway. He walked back and tore down some window shades, turning them into bandages. He began to work on some of the bleeding areas, cleaning the wound with some alcohol from his flask. He tightened the bandages and helped her up.

"There's a door back there that leads to the alley. You lead, I'll follow."

She hissed when he dressed her wounds and actually smacked his hand away when she caught the scent of alcohol from that flask he took out. "Sorry," she mumbled as the alcohol had only burned her wounds and she knew he only meant well. Getting helped up she directed north of where they were. "Don't go too fast, please, I don't think I could keep up."

"If you fall, i'm picking you up. I'm not leaving anyone behind."

He opened the door and motioned the cashier to follow. Staring down the path, he made sure no one was around. Tucking in his shirt, he put the pistol on its safety and tucked it into his waist band, hoping that the plaid he was wearing would make it difficult to see.

(Ooc: Mind if we timeskip to the sanctuary?)

[Mincaldenteans]

Sanctuary was quiet this time of day, Thelin, the cashier whom Mike had saved was treated as best as Sanctuary could provide under these circumstances. Their medical and food supplies were stretched dangerously thin as Nevidians took refuge in their safe underground rooms. As it stood, Sanctuary had taken in also humans victimized by the HGV, and in return for their hospitality, the humans had done what they could to avert HGV eyes from this place. It was a mutual understanding as rare as kindness.

Thelin had been sleeping for a good day and a half recovering. Her wounds still plagued her slumber but Pleaos - the Sanctuary's leader - had assured that she'd make a full recovery in time. The entire city was weathering a storm, and Sanctuary and the outlying neighborhood was hit the hardest of torrential rains this day. The faint drops of rain could even be heard underground, it was a comfort to her.

"She recovers well. I thank you for helping her, not many humans do such a noble thing." Pleaos said appreciatively to Mike. "You are welcomed to stay as long as you like, we only ask you keep this place a secret to those that mean any of us harm."

[Cadia]

Sanctuary was quiet this time of day, Thelin, the cashier whom Mike had saved was treated as best as Sanctuary could provide under these circumstances. Their medical and food supplies were stretched dangerously thin as Nevidians took refuge in their safe underground rooms. As it stood, Sanctuary had taken in also humans victimized by the HGV, and in return for their hospitality, the humans had done what they could to avert HGV eyes from this place. It was a mutual understanding as rare as kindness.

Thelin had been sleeping for a good day and a half recovering. Her wounds still plagued her slumber but Pleaos - the Sanctuary's leader - had assured that she'd make a full recovery in time. The entire city was weathering a storm, and Sanctuary and the outlying neighborhood was hit the hardest of torrential rains this day. The faint drops of rain could even be heard underground, it was a comfort to her.

"She recovers well. I thank you for helping her, not many humans do such a noble thing." Pleaos said appreciatively to Mike. "You are welcomed to stay as long as you like, we only ask you keep this place a secret to those that mean any of us harm."

"I lived as a sort of guardian for the Nevaldians in my district. I wasn't gonna let anyone hurt defenseless people, especially the HGV. I've spent nights awake, listening to the screaming that occurs down by the river. Horrible things happen to people who try to get by the gates.".

Mike sat down, his head hurt from the thoughts swirling in his mind.

"Can't go back now, they've got my image. I won't allow anyone to know of this place.". Mike unloaded his sidearm and placed it on a nearby table. He looked at the mag, five shots remained of the ten bullet clip, the five being used to take down the officers. "I've always hated the Natz aswell, bloody warmongers.". He looked up to Pleaos, "You need any help?"

[Mincaldenteans]

Sanctuary was quiet this time of day, Thelin, the cashier whom Mike had saved was treated as best as Sanctuary could provide under these circumstances. Their medical and food supplies were stretched dangerously thin as Nevidians took refuge in their safe underground rooms. As it stood, Sanctuary had taken in also humans victimized by the HGV, and in return for their hospitality, the humans had done what they could to avert HGV eyes from this place. It was a mutual understanding as rare as kindness.

Thelin had been sleeping for a good day and a half recovering. Her wounds still plagued her slumber but Pleaos - the Sanctuary's leader - had assured that she'd make a full recovery in time. The entire city was weathering a storm, and Sanctuary and the outlying neighborhood was hit the hardest of torrential rains this day. The faint drops of rain could even be heard underground, it was a comfort to her.

"She recovers well. I thank you for helping her, not many humans do such a noble thing." Pleaos said appreciatively to Mike. "You are welcomed to stay as long as you like, we only ask you keep this place a secret to those that mean any of us harm."

"I lived as a sort of guardian for the Nevaldians in my district. I wasn't gonna let anyone hurt defenseless people, especially the HGV. I've spent nights awake, listening to the screaming that occurs down by the river. Horrible things happen to people who try to get by the gates.".

Mike sat down, his head hurt from the thoughts swirling in his mind.

"Can't go back now, they've got my image. I won't allow anyone to know of this place.". Mike unloaded his sidearm and placed it on a nearby table. He looked at the mag, five shots remained of the ten bullet clip, the five being used to take down the officers. "I've always hated the Natz aswell, bloody warmongers.". He looked up to Pleaos, "You need any help?"

Pleaos shook his head, "No, we don't, but thank you for the offer. Sanctuary has managed to maintain its hidden location because those that we've housed, Nevidian and human alike, have swore not to reveal its location to the HGV. We don't ask for anything in return and we certainly don't condone violence as a way to keep ourselves hidden. Though," he looked at the weapon Mike had placed on the table, "we do understand why there's fighting in the city. Let us hope it ends soon. Where will you go? You are also welcomed to stay here as long as you like also, so do not feel as though we are burdened housing you among us."

[Cadia]

"I lived as a sort of guardian for the Nevaldians in my district. I wasn't gonna let anyone hurt defenseless people, especially the HGV. I've spent nights awake, listening to the screaming that occurs down by the river. Horrible things happen to people who try to get by the gates.".

Mike sat down, his head hurt from the thoughts swirling in his mind.

"Can't go back now, they've got my image. I won't allow anyone to know of this place.". Mike unloaded his sidearm and placed it on a nearby table. He looked at the mag, five shots remained of the ten bullet clip, the five being used to take down the officers. "I've always hated the Natz aswell, bloody warmongers.". He looked up to Pleaos, "You need any help?"

Pleaos shook his head, "No, we don't, but thank you for the offer. Sanctuary has managed to maintain its hidden location because those that we've housed, Nevidian and human alike, have swore not to reveal its location to the HGV. We don't ask for anything in return and we certainly don't condone violence as a way to keep ourselves hidden. Though," he looked at the weapon Mike had placed on the table, "we do understand why there's fighting in the city. Let us hope it ends soon. Where will you go? You are also welcomed to stay here as long as you like also, so do not feel as though we are burdened housing you among us."

"Where will I go? I dunno. I can hide, but they'll find me. My bank accounts probably been locked, and I don't see myself returning to a normal civilization any time soon." He shifted in his chair, feeling uncomfortable. "If you would excuse me, I'd like to see how Thelins doing.". He gave a small bow and left for the infirmary. Walking through some of the crowded halls, he wandered until he found a sign indicating where the sick were kept. A Nevidian blocked his path into the room, calling him a 'human-scum'. Not caring much for the weak insult, he simply moved the much smaller being over a bit and walked through.

[Lancearc]

The emperor followed, his gaze set on Edeson as the man spoke, walking alongside him. "Call it a matter of trust." the Nevidian said with a nod. "It was no easy task, making the decision to come here in these times. The HGV could storm the building any moment, or my own aircraft could have been downed. However, the empire has placed trust in both your government and your citizens. We trust that you are not scheming barbarians to take whatever chance to kill a man arriving in good faith. From what I have seen so far you have not disappointed. Many of the people support us, but if we wish to achieve anything without bloodshed we would have to gain support from London's parliament too, which is another thinking behind our trust." he finished, his gaze returning forward.

"I see," Edeson said with a slow nod as he took in the emperor's response. As they entered Parliament, Edeson began again, "I can assure you that Parliament want this despicable conflict with the HGV over with as quickly as possible. And we appreciate your efforts in aiding us in this. As for Parliament itself, well," he said with a sigh, "We are mired in our own political agendas, though most of them fall under my vote and usually what I say goes. I cannot speak for all of Parliament, but my voice does carry weight and I say Parliament could use a bit of a throttle to get us back in line and restore order quickly as possible."

---

"Well, if we could find a way out of here, i'd be glad to go. Where is it?"

A human going to a place where Nevidians reside? Stranger things have happened.

He scratched the back of his neck, "You sure i'd be allowed though? Humans ain't popular with your species."

"Everyone's welcomed there... well, except the HGV. It's well hidden for good reason," she hissed when a pain struck through her upper body. She wondered if the beating she suffered was far worse than she could imagine. Which internally she despaired a little as she hadn't the money or resources to take care of any medical expenses. Sanctuary could offer some aid but they too could be limited and she knew first hand on those times they were. Still, it was better than nothing at this point. "Its about five kilometers away from here, toward the Nevidian side of town. Though HGV is swarming the area too, we'd have to move carefully."

"That is what we are here to do. While, if you have contacted my man outside of the city--General Matthews, best damned general you'll find this side of the planet--he'll speak of conquests and total control, our purpose here is to search for a more peaceful solution to our interests in London. And at the end of the day, we are all for restoring order in this place, as it once was. The city is capable of much more than this, and the first step in getting that problem out of the way is to have the Nevidus within the city treated as actual citizens rather than lower class scum. Though, I am thinking a bit ahead of myself." the emperor said, excusing himself.

[Lancearc]

"If I had my way you 'n yer companion wouldn't be within miles o' my little outpost, but ya had ta come bargin' in here anyway. Not good for keepin' quiet, now I'll have ta change positions. Again." the man retorted.

"Look, it was survival instinct. I came in here so we wouldn't get brutally murdered out there. If you have a problem for people saving themselves, you must be a very fucked up man. Now I've never see you around these parts tell me your name" Leo was very aggravated at this man.

"Yer right, I'm not from around here at all. I can tell ya that I'm not here on tha behalf of either tha HGV or those rebels, though." the Scottish man said, taking a seat on a nearby couch but keeping his weapon close at hand. "M'name is a secret, I'm afraid." he chuckled, reclining on the worn, rotting away furniture.

[Mincaldenteans]

"Where will I go? I dunno. I can hide, but they'll find me. My bank accounts probably been locked, and I don't see myself returning to a normal civilization any time soon." He shifted in his chair, feeling uncomfortable. "If you would excuse me, I'd like to see how Thelins doing.". He gave a small bow and left for the infirmary. Walking through some of the crowded halls, he wandered until he found a sign indicating where the sick were kept. A Nevidian blocked his path into the room, calling him a 'human-scum'. Not caring much for the weak insult, he simply moved the much smaller being over a bit and walked through.

Thelin was in a light slumber, fleeting in and out of rest for the last few hours. She was becoming restless, and some part of her panicked at the thought of not having a place to stay past Sanctuary. Nevidians didn't mind housing together, but she had been so used to being on her own, she had actually forgotten the old customary ways of her people. Blinking her eyes to consciousness, she saw Mike by her bed and Thelin bid him a small smile and a soft, "Hey."

"That is what we are here to do. While, if you have contacted my man outside of the city--General Matthews, best damned general you'll find this side of the planet--he'll speak of conquests and total control, our purpose here is to search for a more peaceful solution to our interests in London. And at the end of the day, we are all for restoring order in this place, as it once was. The city is capable of much more than this, and the first step in getting that problem out of the way is to have the Nevidus within the city treated as actual citizens rather than lower class scum. Though, I am thinking a bit ahead of myself." the emperor said, excusing himself.

"Not at all, my lord, let us convene Parliament. Malone, stay with us now."

[Cadia]

"Where will I go? I dunno. I can hide, but they'll find me. My bank accounts probably been locked, and I don't see myself returning to a normal civilization any time soon." He shifted in his chair, feeling uncomfortable. "If you would excuse me, I'd like to see how Thelins doing.". He gave a small bow and left for the infirmary. Walking through some of the crowded halls, he wandered until he found a sign indicating where the sick were kept. A Nevidian blocked his path into the room, calling him a 'human-scum'. Not caring much for the weak insult, he simply moved the much smaller being over a bit and walked through.

Thelin was in a light slumber, fleeting in and out of rest for the last few hours. She was becoming restless, and some part of her panicked at the thought of not having a place to stay past Sanctuary. Nevidians didn't mind housing together, but she had been so used to being on her own, she had actually forgotten the old customary ways of her people. Blinking her eyes to consciousness, she saw Mike by her bed and Thelin bid him a small smile and a soft, "Hey."

"How's it going? Sorry about the alcohol. Wasn't thinking, just acted. You doing alright?" He spoke, careful not to be too loud. He had been reading a small novel that he'd picked up. It was mostly about what happened outside the wall, how horrible it was to stay out at night. Mike disagreed with all of this, being from outside the wall. Canada was a nice place, but he wasn't so sure nowadays, what with the economy dying. He leaned back into his chair, and thought about his circumstances.

[The Keystone Federation]

"Look, it was survival instinct. I came in here so we wouldn't get brutally murdered out there. If you have a problem for people saving themselves, you must be a very fucked up man. Now I've never see you around these parts tell me your name" Leo was very aggravated at this man.

"Yer right, I'm not from around here at all. I can tell ya that I'm not here on tha behalf of either tha HGV or those rebels, though." the Scottish man said, taking a seat on a nearby couch but keeping his weapon close at hand. "M'name is a secret, I'm afraid." he chuckled, reclining on the worn, rotting away furniture.

As the two men conversed, Kylia sat in a corner, her head propped up on the wall behind her. She was breathing heavily as the adrenaline slowly drained out of her system and the pain began taking over again. She flinched at times, covering the wound with her hand and cringing. The lower left-hand side of her sweatshirt was now covered in blood, as was a small section of the floor beneath her. "If you two are done getting to know each oth-" she began, but stopped again covering her wound and letting out a suppressed yelp. Trying to keep her breathing under control, she locked eyes with the Scottish man, "The GEE," she said under her breath, "your with-" she paused, cringing at the pain that was now beginning to really set in, "your with the GEE."

[Lancearc]

"Yer right, I'm not from around here at all. I can tell ya that I'm not here on tha behalf of either tha HGV or those rebels, though." the Scottish man said, taking a seat on a nearby couch but keeping his weapon close at hand. "M'name is a secret, I'm afraid." he chuckled, reclining on the worn, rotting away furniture.

As the two men conversed, Kylia sat in a corner, her head propped up on the wall behind her. She was breathing heavily as the adrenaline slowly drained out of her system and the pain began taking over again. She flinched at times, covering the wound with her hand and cringing. The lower left-hand side of her sweatshirt was now covered in blood, as was a small section of the floor beneath her. "If you two are done getting to know each oth-" she began, but stopped again covering her wound and letting out a suppressed yelp. Trying to keep her breathing under control, she locked eyes with the Scottish man, "The GEE," she said under her breath, "your with-" she paused, cringing at the pain that was now beginning to really set in, "your with the GEE."

"Bingo, lass is right on tha money." the Scotsman said, nodding towards the woman who had yet to speak until then. "If ya want ta get more specific I'm with a group o' Scotts the brass like ta call Nessies. Not a day goes by we don't know what tha situation is in tha city. Hell, some of my fellows have probably laid eyes on ya before, tha fact ya've got so many condemned buildings across yer city is a big helper." the man said, though he still refrained from introducing himself. "My mate up there's one of us too." the soldier said, nodding upwards towards the ceiling. There was another hole through it, though this hole, unlike the one on the wall, looked entirely manmade rather than being the result of the building's state. There was a quiet Nevidian above them, the man slipping through the hole on the ceiling near silently, landing like a ghost, an appropriate simile considering his pale complexion.

"Ya aren't lookin' too good though, if ya don't mind my sayin'. With yer permission, I could patch ya up right quick." the GEE scout offered.

[The Keystone Federation]

Kylia glanced up at the ceiling as the Nevidian fell through, she never had anything against them, but the fact that they came into the world was just another reason she had been on the streets, just another reason the world had gone to shit. But she was smart enough to know that they hadn't meant for it, and that there were a lot worse people out there than them. Including the one's in charge. She spaced out for a moment, but her head quickly came back down and she locked eyes with the Nevidian again when he mentioned patching her up. Unsure of what to do she glanced at Leo and then back at the man, before giving a brisk and unsettled nod, trying to say thank you, but nothing coming out.

[Lancearc]

Kylia glanced up at the ceiling as the Nevidian fell through, she never had anything against them, but the fact that they came into the world was just another reason she had been on the streets, just another reason the world had gone to shit. But she was smart enough to know that they hadn't meant for it, and that there were a lot worse people out there than them. Including the one's in charge. She spaced out for a moment, but her head quickly came back down and she locked eyes with the Scott again when he mentioned patching her up. Unsure of what to do she glanced at Leo and then back at the man, before giving a brisk and unsettled nod, trying to say thank you, but nothing coming out.

Without another word the Nevidian stepped forward, kneeling to examine Kylia's wound before actually getting to work on patching it up. Since the bullet hadn't been lodged within, the matter was much more simple. "It should heal fully within a few weeks, I don't imagine that you will have to go to an actual hospital." the Nevidian said, glancing up at her briefly before dressing the wound and finalizing the process. Afterwards the Nevidian soldier took a seat next to his Scottish companion on the worn couch, the room about them descending into near total silence, not even the cheery Scot having much to contribute to break the silence that had descended upon the apartment, as the two GEE men were content to sit and be lost within their own thoughts.