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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] The Auburn Liberty
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Everyone on board[hr][hr][/center]

Oliver was rubbing the top of his head as he followed his sister out into the fresh air of this strange new world. The voice of someone, clearly someone older, seemed not to penetrate the bubble that had formed around his airs. It wasn't until he glimpsed the gun in his hand that he even spoke to him. [color=deepskyblue][b]"Fat lotta good that gun is gonna do you. There's fifty of us, give or take. Half of us have killed people, just cause we could. You'd be lucky to get five of us down before we overwhelmed you. So be smart and put it down,"[/b][/color] he said, his tone more condescending than harsh. He'd never liked authority.

Eliza was ignoring her brother's voice as she began to explore the crash site. She let the water from the creek gently splash her fingers, and took a deep breath of fresh air, air that was nothing like that on Port Hope. Most of all, she took a moment to savor her freedom. When J had sent them running to the Auburn Liberty, she'd thought it too good to be true. But thank God she'd followed directions because here she was. On solid ground, the breeze gently playing with her hair.

Standing up, the blonde spun around in the water, arms outstretched and she laughed, loud and hearty, like she had no cares in the world. [color=springgreen][b]"We're free bitches!"[/b][/color] Her voice rang out, clear and loud, scaring brightly colored birds from the trees that surrounded them, and causing her brother to shoot her a disapproving glare. She strolled over and looked up at the man with the gun, leaning against her brother as she spoke to him. [color=springgreen][b]"Don't mind Oli here. He's not as scary as he seems. Not to say he isn't right. That gun there is a bad idea. You should put it down, or even better. Hand it over,"[/b][/color] she said, punctuating her sentence with a wink and a grin at the man, batting her eyes for effect.