[center][h2][b][color=662d91]Alaia[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

Alaia watched the girl spew words she could not care to hear from her mouth. The girl then jumped up and swung from the tree to the ground. "Happy now? No torture necessary," the unknown thief said to the group of Wolves below. "After you, Roman," she gestured towards the camp before looking up to Alaia. "No torture what a boring thought." She huffed as she looked down towards the thief. Alaia smiled before turning into a cloud of black smoke that slowly descended  to the ground, where she reformed into her physical form behind the thief."Yes, after you Roman." Alaia mocked the girl and laughed after doing so.

[center][h2][b][color=007236]Jet[/color][/b][/h2][/center] 

Jet sat in his shipping container waiting for something interesting. It felt like ages, sitting there patiently. He started to think about the two subjects. The girl he found quite attractive, and clever with her words. It was clear she had bad trust issues then again who could blame her growing up in this world. Jet thought the other man was possibly a mad man who just rambled nonsense. Even aside from the fact he couldn't read him, Jet thought he could catch the faint smell of burned flesh from him with no wound in sight. Jet didn't trust him in the slightest and this was his defining point to how he would be seen in the eyes of Jet. He then came back from his thoughts and continued watching the cameras for anything to happen.