[h1][center][color=f26522]Felix Standfield[/color][/center][/h1]

	Felix nodded at Nikki's request. Other than that, he didn't say anything. He was more preoccupied with observing the newcomers. The moment he laid eyes on them, he already felt that they were an unsavory bunch. Or at the very least, they were the kind of people that only knew how to work cordially among themselves. The core members were family, or close friends, judging by the way they acted around each other, but the rest of them were just muscle, and they held no other meaning asides that. 

	If he were Nikki, he'd be a bit more worried. In normal circumstances, Nikki's claim over the school could be challenged, and easily. They had more men on their side, and he could see that they frankly couldn't care less about each other so long as they survived. The only ones' who's safety would be a real priority would be their leaders, and that meant that if they fought, they'd do so with reckless abandon. That would spell the end for Nikki and her group.

	Normally, anyway. So long as he were here, even a whole army wouldn't matter. He would still win, and it was just too bad for those newcomers that he'd chosen to side with Nikki.

	Felix grinned as he turned and walked with Jenna to break open the desks of the teachers. Now things were starting to get more interesting. For now, a tentative peace brought on by necessity had been established, but how long would that peace last? The two groups angles for survival were different, not enough that it would cause conflict outright, but given time, differences in their methods were sure to show up, and that was when lines would be drawn.

	He wondered, Nikki's ownership of the school was unchallenged for now: she found it, and more importantly, secured it, but to what lengths would she got to keep it? He wondered if she even knew the full gravity of what it meant to claim a territory such as the school as her own, because the school was more than just a temporary refuge now, it's become a place that could possibly weather the storm of the apocalypse and become a true and lasting fortress. People would flock here, lusting for its comforts and safety, and not all of them were willing to share, and it would be up to Nikki to decide what course of action to take.

	For now, he'd avoid bringing that up, and simply watch as things developed more, but if things were proceeding in a bad direction, he might have to talk with her and see if she's ready for the responsibility. 


	 Going back to the present, Felix raised a brow at Jenna. The two of them entered the nearest class and he began inspecting the teachers desk. [color=f26522]"All over the world huh? What'd you do? Airline attendant?"[/color] he said, half-jokingly, half-questioningly. [color=f26522]"Ah, wait a moment."[/color]

	Inside the classroom, Felix got to the teachers desk. It was locked with a padlock, and with no key in sight, he proceeded to just yank the thing off, breaking a bit of the desk in the process.

	Inside he found a bunch of confiscated junk, and some notes, but nothing useful. Tossing the broken lock to the floor, he moved on.

	[color=f26522]"Eh, nothing here, let's hit the next class."[/color]
	
[@Wick]