[centre][color=gray][h3][u]Fae Nikia[/u][/h3][/color][/centre]

	Fae looked up from where he was standing. Did she just...Lower her weapons? What was she doing? Everything was rushing around at lightspeed in Fae's head. Why hadn't she taken the shot? It was a perfect, easy kill...Unless...She spoke, telling him of her reason, how she was not the one to simply shoot a man on sight, for the sake of it. But, that seemed unlikely. In the world he lived in, the world they all lived in, anyone killed the other species for the sake of it. That raised another question, on whether she was a Magi, or a Human. Either way, he didn't dare to ask. Because of his origins, he could easily fit in with either sides, so whatever they said...He could say.

	That was when he looked down, she was getting something from her back satchel? A weapon?! Another arrow again?! Nope...instead, something different was drawn. A small, brown and familiar shape...It was after the flourishing of questions, something different and sudden that threw him off of track. Interrogations were things he'd stayed well clear of, finding a way to dodge them and the questions without raising suspicion. This was not one of those times. But as the silence drew on, he looked towards the offering. Was it genuine, the gift giving? Or was it a luring trap? Either way, he knew that sometime soon, whether today or another, he was to die at the hands of an opposing force. But be reacted, his hand moved and slowly slipped it from her's. It was smooth, but solid. Good condition, as if freshly opened. And with that, he stared back at the woman. And out of the blue, he grinned...Slowly chuckling quietly.

[color=Gray][b]"Like...Training a dog, with treats to go by disobedience...Huh? Guess...I'll...Have it later...Bu-"[/b][/color] He could hear garrisons of Guardsmen pouring in, a flourish of more. There were rooftops being turned into mobile fortresses, being prepared for marksmen nests to shoot any protesters...This must've been it for the King's command, or one of his many generals? He had heard about it before...Once any sign of insurrection happened in a village, most of the village was terminated before the news could spread. With a fire as large as the stage, the king had a lot to cover up, which meant a lot of lives would need to be taken. Like silencing a lamb, bleating as its wool coating is shaven off. [color=Gray][b]"I...Don't know what to do. This outburst, caused by Faran...He's shown signs of the revolution...The Thalburn King...He's going to get rid of as much as he can..."[/b][/color]

	He slipped the chocolate into his pocket, and tensed up slightly. He needed to find a way out of the village. If this was a crime to be committed...Maybe, just maybe, he could serve yet another purpose in his revolutionist seat. This was a chance to finally set another mission, aside from his duty's emplacement being ransacked until it was nothing more than a hamlet. This could be the propaganda he needed, as well as a key to moving onto that route of salvation Sarkath had originally proven to be possible. Yet this would only mean one crazy thing...Run off with this woman's chocolate, which as the Number one rule in the world, is a complete disaster...Or...

[color=Gray][b]"Look...I know this is sudden and...You've just seen me brutally kill a Thalburn Operator, but...I need a ticket out of this town, not for cowardliness though...There's people who need to hear about this, about the pillaging and signs of hope...Look...If you can promise me that, whether or not you decide to betray me or manipulate me...As long as you can get me to these locations...I'll answer any questions you have about this...about anything...Just, let me have my chance to at least complete one task...You can ask me what you want when we go to a safe location I know. I just need to get to somewhere, or see someone, where I know the information will pass on...Then you can do whatever...Kill me or bugger off with whoever, I couldn't care less..."[/b][/color] He was stubborn about what he wanted. It was awkward asking such a stranger these questions, but he had to...The Resistance could benefit on it more than anyone could have ever imagined.