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

	Felix beamed. Glad that his proposal was accepted, he began mapping out a recipe for her to follow. Of course, he'd need to know her limits first, but that would be for later. Right now, they had an errand to run. Oh, it seemed that Nikki had gone out with the other groups leader. He frowned.

	That family that arrived here was suspicious. Okay, suspicious is the wrong word. Unsteady, was the better word. They were dangerous, but not to them, not yet anyway. He hoped he wouldn't be forced to deal with them; their male leader he could deal with, but fighting girls always left a bad taste in his mouth. Anyway, they were offering to come with them, and if they wanted to help, he didn't mind, so for now he let his suspicions rest.

	Returning to Jenna, he gave a thumbs up. [color=f26522]"Ready when you are. We'll talk more about teaching you later, probably when we're done here, so we don't waste any time."[/color]

	Following her to the next floors, Felix broke open a few more desks. Money, confiscated items, some knives, surprisingly, a few pain-killers, etc, etc. It was a so-so haul. Nothing stood out from the loot, though he wasn't surprised. It was highly unlikely that a school would have anything especially noteworthy for situations like these.

	[color=f26522]"So,"[/color] he began, while tossing asides more junk, [color=f26522]"where do you guys come from?"[/color] He didn't really know anything about them. He figured it wouldn't hurt to know more. That way, he could at least be certain whether or not he could trust them.

[@Wick]-[@Demonic Angel]